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« With all to hope, and nought to fear
My Peri! ever welcome here !
« Such to my longing sight art thou;
« Who blest thy birth, and bless thee now.»
Fair, as the first that fell of womankind,
When on that dread yet lovely serpent smiling, Whose image then was stamped upon her mind
But once beguiled—and ever more beguiling; Dazzling, as that, oh! too transcendant vision
To Sorrow's phantom-peopled slumber given, When heart meets heart again in dreams Elysian,
And paints the lost on Earth revived in Heaven; Soft, as the memory of buried love; Pure, as the prayer which Childhood wafts above; Was she-the daughter of that rude old Chief, Who met the maid with tears—but not of grief.
Who hath not proved how feebly words essay
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!
Her graceful arms in meekness bending
Across her gently-budding breast;
To clasp the neck of him who blest
VII. * Zuleika! child of gentleness !
« How dear this very day must tell, « When I forget my own distress,
a In losing what I love so well,
« Was never seen in battle's van.
« But yet the line of Carasman? Unchanged, uuchangeable hath stood « First of the bold Timariot bands « That wou and well can keep their lands
Enough that he who comes to woo « Is kinsman of the Bey Oglou : « His years need scarce a thought employ; a I would not have thee wed a boy. « And thou shalt have a noble dower : « And his and
« Will laugh to scorn the death-firman,
wait. « And now thou know'st thy father's will;
« All that thy sex hath need to know: « 'Twas mine to teach obedience still « The way to love, thy lord may
In silence bowed the virgin's head;
And if her eye was filled with tears
And red to pale, as through her ears
What could such be but maiden fears? So bright the tear in Beauty's eye, Love half regrets to kiss it dry; So sweet the blush of Bashfulness, Even Pity scarce can wish it less ! Whate'er it was the sire forgot ; Or, if remembered, marked it not; Thrice clapped his hands, and called his steed, 9
Resigned his gem-adorned Chibouque," And mounting featly for the mead,
With Maugrabee " and Mamaluke
His way amid his Delis took, 19 To witness many an active deed With sabre keen, or blunt jereed. The Kislar only and his Moors Watch well the Haram's
His head was leant upon his band,
looked o'er the dark blue water
yet he saw nor sea nor strand, Nor even his Pacha's turbaned band
Mix in the game of mimic slaughter,
He thought but of old Giaffir's daughter!
No word from Selim's bosom broke ;
learned: Equal her grief, yet not the same; Her heart confessed a gentler flame : But yet
that heart alarmed or weak, She knew not why, forbade 10 speak. Yet speak she must-but when essay? « How strange he thus should turn away! « Not thus we e'er before have met; « Nor thus shall be our parting yet. » 'Thrice paced she slowly through the room,
And watched his eye--it still was fixed :
She snatched the uro wherein was mixed The Persian Atar-gul's 15 perfume,
And sprinkled all its odours o'er
The fairest flowers of Eastern land« He loved them once; may touch them yet,
« If offered by Zuleika's hand. » The childish thought was hardly breathed Before the rose was plucked and wreathed; The next fond moment saw her seat Her fairy form at Selim's feet: « This rose to calm
brother's cares « А message
from the Bulbul :7 bears; « It says to-night he will prolong « For Selim's ear his sweetest song;
And though his note is somewhat sad, « He'll try for once a strain more glad, « With some faint hope his altered lay
May sing these gloomy thoughts away.
« What! not receive ny foolish flower?
Nay then I am indeed upblest: « On me can thus thy forehead lower?
s And know'st thou not who loves thee best? Oh, Selim dear! Oh, more than dearest! Say, is it me thou hat’st or fearest?
Conne, Jay thy head upon my breast, « And I will kiss thee irito rest,