the Christians, Queen, 439 Gip. Q. I praise that creed that shows forth in its works The principles of manhood. Would that thine Had taught thee what this Christian's has taught him. First Gipsy. (To Second Gipsy). The queen doth mock us, calls us cowards, slaves; And yet we did our best; but, to say sooth, He set upon us in such furious haste, Such blind and desperate rage, that we did gape With sheer wonder, and stand aghast with awe At's prowess, when we should have been fighting. Second Gipsy. Ay, none but a madman tired of his life Had fought so desperately. Third Gipsy. The maid recovers. Inez. (Recovering.) Where am I? Ah! then 'tis no dream; 'tis true. Where's my preserver? Let me straight to him, That I may thank him on my bended knees For all his deeds to-day. A Gipsy. There, low he lies. Inez. (Rising and advancing towards Pascual). What! dead! Oh, heavens! Grant it be not so. Look, now he moves; then life is not extinct. Thank God for this! Hail, generous friend! What cheer? Pas. 'Tis but a bruise, fair maid; 'twill soon be well. Inez. God grant it may. 440 Gip. Q. Here, girl, take this balsam. It is a gipsy cure for all such wounds. One fair action doth demand another: For you he shed his blood, thinking that we Did mean you harm. (How should he tell, poor youth?) Return now you the courtesy, fair maid; Bind up his wounds. Anon I will assist. 

Pas.

[Staggers and falls.

Gip. Q.

First Gipsy.

439

Gip. Q.

First Gipsy.

Second Gipsy.

Third Gipsy.

The maid recovers.

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