Moors

"She’s for the Moores, and Martyrdom."

"But as a Moor, who to her cheeks prefers White spots t’ allure her black idolaters, Methought she look’d all o’er bepatch’d with stars."

"The darkness of her Oriental eye Accorded with her Moorish origin (Her blood was not all Spanish, by the by; In Spain, you know, this is a sort of sin); When proud Granada fell, and, forced to fly, Boabdil wept, of Donna Julia’s kin Some went to Africa, some stay’d in Spain, Her great-great-grandmamma chose to remain."