A minute's pause suspends all hearts and eyes-
"In through the breach," impetuous AZIM cries ;
But the cool CALIPH, fearful of some wile

In this blank stillness, checks the troops awhile.-
Just then, a figure, with slow step, advanc'd
Forth from the ruin'd walls, and, as there glanc'd
A sunbeam over it, all eyes could see

The well-known Silver Veil-""Tis He, 'tis He,

MOKANNA, and alone!" they shout around;

Young AZIM from his steed springs to the ground"Mine, Holy Caliph mine," he cries, "the task

To crush yon daring wretch-'tis all I ask."

Eager he darts to meet the demon foe,
Who still across wide heaps of ruin slow
And falteringly comes, till they are near;
Then, with a bound, rushes on AZIM's spear,
And, casting off the Veil in falling, shows-
Oh'tis his ZELICA'S life-blood that flows!

"I meant not, AZIM," soothingly she said, As on his trembling arm she lean'd her head, And, looking in his face, saw anguish there Beyond all wounds the quivering flesh can bear— "I meant not thou shouldst have the pain of this:

"Though death, with thee thus tasted, is a bliss

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Thou wouldst not rob me of, didst thou but know

How oft I've pray'd to God I might die so! "But the Fiend's venom was too scant and slow ;

"To linger on were maddening-and I thought

If once that Veil-nay, look not on it-caught

The eyes of your fierce soldiery, I should be "Struck by a thousand death-darts instantly.

But this is sweeter-oh! believe me, yes—

I would not change this sad, but dear caress,

This death within thy arms I would not give "For the most smiling life the happiest live! "All, that stood dark and drear before the eye "Of my stray'd soul, is passing swiftly by;

A light comes o'er me from those looks of love,

Like the first dawn of mercy from above;

"And if thy lips but tell me I'm forgiven,

Angels will echo the blest words in Heaven!

But live, my AZIM ;-oh! to call thee mine

"Thus once again! my AZIM-dream divine!

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Live, if thou ever lov'dst me, if to meet

Thy ZELICA hereafter would be sweet,

"Oh, live to pray for her to bend the knee 'Morning and night before that Deity,

"To whom pure lips and hearts without a stain,

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As thine are, AZIM, never breath'd in vain,— "And pray that He may pardon her,―may take "Compassion on her soul for thy dear sake,

"And, nought remembering but her love to thee,

"Make her all thine, all His, eternally!

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Go to those happy fields where first we twin'd

Our youthful hearts together-every wind

"That meets thee there, fresh from the well-known flowers,

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"Back to thy soul, and mayst thou feel again

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For thy poor ZELICA as thou didst then.

"So shall thy orisons, like dew that flies

"To Heaven upon the morning's sunshine, rise

'With all love's earliest ardour to the skies!

"And should they-but, alas, my senses fail"Oh for one minute-should thy prayers prevail

If pardon'd souls may, from that World of Bliss, Reveal their joy to those they love in this"I'll come to thee-in some sweet dream-and tell— "Oh Heaven-I die-dear love! farewell, farewell."

Time fleeted-years on years had pass'd away,
And few of those who, on that mournful day,
Had stood, with pity in their eyes, to see
The maiden's death and the youth's agony,
Were living still-when, by a rustic grave,
Beside the swift Amoo's transparent wave,
An aged man, who had grown aged there

By that lone grave, morning and night in prayer,
For the last time knelt down-and, though the shade
Of death hung darkening over him, there play'd

A gleam of rapture on his eye and cheek,
That brighten'd even Death-like the last streak
Of intense glory on the' horizon's brim,

When night o'er all the rest hangs chill and dim.
His soul had seen a Vision, while he slept ;
She, for whose spirit he had pray'd and wept

So many years, had come to him, all drest

In angel smiles, and told him she was blest!

For this the old man breath'd his thanks and died.

And there, upon the banks of that lov'd tide,

He and his ZELICA sleep side by side.