Lenin, Bublished in Lengman, Brown.reen & Longmans Paternoster Row

Then swift his haggard brow he turn'd
To the fair child, who fearless sat,

Though never yet hath day-beam burn'd
Upon a brow more fierce than that,
Sullenly fierce-a mixture dire,

Like thunder-clouds, of gloom and fire;
In which the PERI's eye could read
Dark tales of many a ruthless deed;
The ruin'd maid- the shrine profan'd-
Oaths broken-and the threshold stain'd
With blood of guests!-there written, all,
Black as the damning drops that fall
From the denouncing Angel's pen,

Ere Mercy weeps them out again.

Yet tranquil now that man of crime

(As if the balmy evening time
Soften'd his spirit) look'd and lay,

Watching the rosy infant's play :

pendant trois jours."-Toderini, translated by the Abbé de Cournand.-See also Castellan's Mours des Othomans, tom. v. p. 145.

Though still, whene'er his eye by chance

Fell on the boy's, its lurid glance

Met that unclouded, joyous gaze,
As torches, that have burnt all night
Through some impure and godless rite,
Encounter morning's glorious rays.

But, hark! the vesper call to prayer,
As slow the orb of daylight sets,

Is rising sweetly on the air,

From SYRIA's thousand minarets!

The boy has started from the bed

Of flowers, where he had laid his head,

And down upon the fragrant sod

Kneels, with his forehead to the south,

,

"Such Turks as at the common hours of prayer are on the road, or so employed as not to find convenience to attend the mosques, are still obliged to execute that duty; nor are they ever known to fail, whatever business they are then about, but pray immediately when the hour alarms them, whatever they are about, in that very place they chance to stand on; insomuch that when a janissary, whom you have to guard you up and down the city, hears the notice which is given him from the steeples, he will turn about, stand still, and beckon with his hand, to tell his charge he must have patience for awhile; when, taking out his handkerchief, he