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“I long'd to see the isles that gem
“But when and where I join'd the crew, “With whom I'm pledged to rise or fall,
“When all that we design to do “Is done, 'twill then be time more meet “To tell thee, when the tale’s complete.
“'Tis true, they are a lawless brood,
“ Distinguish'd from the vulgar rank, “But chiefly to my council call
“The wisdom of the eautious Frank
" Anticipated freedom share ; 4 And oft around the cavern fire
“ On visionary schemes debate,
865 " To snatch the Rayahs (36) from their fate. “So let them ease their hearts with prate “Of equal rights, which man ne'er knew;
“I have a love for freedom too. “ Ay! let me like the ocean-Patriarch (37) roam, 870 “ Or only know on land the Tartar's home! (38) “My tent on shore, my galley on the sea, 6 Are more than cities and Serais to me: “Borne by my steed, or wafted by my sail, “ Across the desert, or before the gale,
875 “Bound where thou wilt, my barb! or glide, my prow! “But be the star that guides the wanderer, Thou ! “ Thou, my Zuleika, share and bless my bark; “ The Dove of peace and promise to mine ark! “ Or, since that hope denied in worlds of strife, 880 6 Be thou the rainbow to the storms of life! “The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, " And tints to-morrow with prophetic ray! 6 Blest as the Muezzin's strain from Mecca's wall “ To pilgrims pure and prostrate at his call; 885 • Soft-as the melody of youthful days, “That steals the trembling tear of speechless praise ; “Dear-as his native song to Exile's ears, “Shall sound each tone thy long-loved voice endears. “For thee in those bright isles is built a bower 890 “ Blooming as Aden (39) in its earliest hour. “ A thousand swords, with Selim's heart and hand, “Wait-wave-defend—destroy—at thy command !
“Girt by my band, Zuleika at my side, “ The spoil of nations shall bedeck my bride. 895 “The Haram's languid years of listless ease “Are well resign'd for cares—for joys like these : “Not blind to fate, I see, where'er I rove, “Unnumber'd perils—but one only love! “Yet well my toils shall that fond breast repay, 900 “Though fortune frown, or falser friends betray. “How dear the dream in darkest hours of ill, “Should all be changed, to find thee faithful still ! “Be but thy soul, like Selim's, firmly shown; “To thee be Selim's tender as thine own; 905 "To soothe each sorrow, share in each delight, “ Blend every thought, do all—but disunite! "Once free, 'tis mine our horde again to guide; “Friends to each other, foes to aught beside: “Yet there we follow but the bent assign'd 910 “By fatal Nature to man's warring kind; “Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease! “He makes a solitude, and calls it-peace! “I like the rest must use my skill or strength, “But ask no land beyond my sabre's length: 915 “Power sways but by division-her resource “The blest alternative of fraud or force! “Ours be the last; in time deceit may come “When cities cage us in a social home: “There ev'n thy soul might err-how oft the heart 920 "Corruption shakes which peril could not part !
“ And woman, more than man, when death or wo
940 “To Love, whose deadliest bane is human Art: “There lie the only rocks our course can check ; “ Here moments menace—there are years of wreck! “But hence ye thoughts that rise in Horror's shape! “ This hour bestows, or ever bars escape. 945 " Few words remain of mine my tale to close ; “Of thine but one to waft us from our foes; "Yea-foes--to me will Giaffir's hate decline ? “ And is not Osman, who would part us, thine ?
“ His head and faith from doubt and death “ Return'd in time my guard to save;
“Few heard, none told, that o'er the wave " From isle to isle I roved the while ; “ And since, though parted from my band “Too seldom now I leave the land, “ No deed they've done, nor deed shall do, “ Ere I have heard and doom'd it too : “ I form the plan, decree the spoil, 66 Tis fit I oftener share the toil. “But now too long I've held thine ear; “Time presses, floats my bark, and here "We leave behind but hate and fear, "To-morrow Osman with his train “ Arrives—to-night must break thy chain : “And would'st thou save that haughty Bey,
“Perchance, his life who gave thee thine, “ With me this hour away-away!
“But yet, though thou art plighted mine, “ Would'st thou recal thy willing vow, “Appallid by truths imparted now “ Here rest Inot to see thee wed: “ But be that peril on my head !"
Zuleika, mute and motionless,