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He sees a group of female forms advance
Poor maiden !" thought the youth, 'if thou wert sent
Oh! curse me not," she cried, as wild he toss'd
Thy oath! thy oath !"
There, ye wise Saints, behold your Light, your Star-
And pray that He may pardon her,-may take
143 [In part from the binding of a “Shah Namah," in the East India House Library.] And sits alone in that high bower Watching the still and shining deep .
145 "Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay"
155 · Here, maiden, look-weep_blush to see All that thy sire abhors in me!" Fiercely he broke away, nor stoppid, Nor look'd-but from the lattice dropp'd .
162 The morn hath risen clear and calm, And o'er the Green Sea palely shines .
164 'Tis HAFED-name of fear, whose sound Chills like the nuttering of a charm !
169 His Chiefs stood round-each shining blade Upon the bruken altar laid “ This very night his blood shall steep These hands all over ere I sleep!”.
180 And o'er the wide, tempestuous wave Looks, with a shudder, to those towers And snatch'd her breathless from beneath This wilderment of wreck and death .
189 Shuddering, she look'd around—there lay A group of warriors in the sun
193 " Tremble not, love, thy Gheber's here!"
199 Ancient Persian Fire-Altar, &c. &c. 'Twas one of those ambrosial eves A day of storm so often leaves
Breathless she stands, with eyes cast down
Farewell— farewell to thee, ARABY's daughter !"
THE LIGHT OF THE HARAM.
[From porcelain and illuminated MSS.)
Remember, love, the Feast of Roses !"