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XIV.

“When Paswan, after years of strife,
"At last for power, but first for life,
"In Widin's walls too proudly sate,
"Our Pachas rallied round the state;
"Nor last nor least in high command
"Each brother led a separate band;

66 They gave

their horsetails (32) to the wind,

"And mustering in Sophia's plain

"Their tents were pitch'd, their post assign'd;

“To one, alas! assign'd in vain!

"What need of words? the deadly bowl,

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66 By Giaffir's order drugg'd and given,

"With venom subtle as his soul,

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"Dismiss'd Abdallah's hence to heaven. "Reclined and feverish in the bath,

"But little deem'd a brother's wrath

"He, when the hunter's sport was up,

"To quench his thirst had such a cup:

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"The bowl a bribed attendant bore;

“He drank one draught, (33) nor needed more!

"If thou my tale, Zuleika, doubt,

"Call Haroun-he can tell it out.

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"The deed once done, and Paswan's feud

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"In part suppress'd, though ne'er subdued,

"Abdallah's Pachalick was gain'd:

"Thou know'st not what in our Divan

"Can wealth procure for worse than man"Abdallah's honours were obtain'd

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"By him a brother's murder stain'd;

""Tis true, the purchase nearly drain'd

"His ill got treasure, soon replaced.

“Would'st question whence? Survey the waste,

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"And ask the squalid peasant how
"His gains repay his broiling brow!—

66 Why me the stern usurper spared,

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Why thus with me his palace shared,

"I know not. Shame, regret, remorse,
"And little fear from infant's force;
"Besides, adoption as a son

"By him whom Heaven accorded none,
"Or some unknown cabal, caprice,

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"Preserved me thus ;-but not in peace:

"He cannot curb his haughty mood,

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"Nor I forgive a father's blood.

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"Within thy father's house are foes;
"Not all who break his bread are true:
"To these should I my birth disclose,
"His days, his very hours were few:
66 They only want a heart to lead,
"A hand to point them to the deed.

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"But Haroun only knows, or knew

"This tale, whose close is almost nigh: "He in Abdallah's palace grew,

"And held that post in his Serai

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"Which holds he here-he saw him die:

"But what could single slavery do?

66 Avenge his lord? alas! too late; "Or save his son from such a fate? "He chose the last, and when elate

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"With foes subdued, or friends betray'd, "Proud Giaffir in high triumph sate,

"He led me helpless to his gate,
"And not in vain it seems essay'd

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"To save the life for which he pray'd.

"The knowledge of my birth secured

"From all and each, but most from me;

"Thus Giaffir's safety was ensured.

"Removed he too from Roumelie

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"To this our Asiatic side,

"Far from our seats by Danube's tide, "With none but Haroun, who retains

"Such knowledge-and that Nubian feels

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"A tyrant's secrets are but chains, "From which the captive gladly steals, "And this and more to me reveals: "Such still to guilt just Alla sends "Slaves, tools, accomplices-no friends!

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“All this, Zuleika, harshly sounds;

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"But harsher still my tale must be:

"Howe'er my tongue thy softness wounds, "Yet I must prove all truth to thee.

"I saw thee start this garb to see,

"Yet is it one I oft have worn,

"And long must wear: this Galiongee,

"To whom thy plighted vow is sworn,

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"Is leader of those pirate hordes,

"Whose laws and lives are on their swords;

"To hear whose desolating tale

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"Would make thy waning cheek more pale: "Those arms thou see'st my band have brought, "The hands that wield are not remote;

"This cup too for the rugged knaves

"Is fill'd—once quaff'd, they ne'er repine: 800 "Our Prophet might forgive the slaves;

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"What could I be? Proscribed at home, "And taunted to a wish to roam;

"And listless left-for Giaffir's fear

"Denied the courser and the spear

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Though oft-Oh, Mahomet! how oft!“In full Divan the despot scoff'd,

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"As if my weak unwilling hand
"Refused the bridle or the brand:
"He ever went to war alone,

"And pent me here untried-unknown;
"To Haroun's care with women left,

66 By hope unblest, of fame bereft.

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"While thou-whose softness long endear'd, 815 "Though it unmann'd me, still had cheer'd— "To Brusa's walls for safety sent,

"Awaited'st there the field's event.

“ Haroun, who saw my spirit pining
"Beneath inaction's sluggish yoke,
"His captive, though with dread resigning,
"My thraldom for a season broke,

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"On promise to return before

"The day when Giaffir's charge was o'er.
""Tis vain-my tongue can not impart
"My almost drunkenness of heart,
"When first this liberated eye

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"Survey'd Earth, Ocean, Sun and Sky, "As if my spirit pierced them through, "And all their inmost wonders knew!

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"One word alone can paint to thee
"That more than feeling-I was Free!
"E'en for thy presence ceased to pine;
"The World-nay-Heaven itself was mine!

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shallop of a trusty Moor

'd me from this idle shore;

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