Note 1 — Chapter I
Reading edition
"And from the windows, o'er the walls, The sable web of mourning falls, The King weeps as a woman o'er His loss, for it is much and sore. Woe is me! Alhama!"
Byron's translation—last verse.
Reading edition
"And from the windows, o'er the walls, The sable web of mourning falls, The King weeps as a woman o'er His loss, for it is much and sore. Woe is me! Alhama!"
Byron's translation—last verse.