Whom HAFED's eagle eye could count
Around him on that Fiery Mount,—
One miscreant, who for gold betray'd

The pathway through the valley's shade
To those high towers, where Freedom stood
In her last hold of flame and blood.

Left on the field last dreadful night,
When, sallying from their Sacred height,
The Ghebers fought hope's farewell fight,
He lay-but died not with the brave;
That sun, which should have gilt his grave,
Saw him a traitor and a slave;-

And, while the few, who thence return'd

To their high rocky fortress mourn'd

For him among the matchless dead

They left behind on glory's bed,

He liv'd, and, in the face of morn,
Laugh'd them and Faith and Heaven to scorn.

Oh for a tongue to curse the slave,

Whose treason, like a deadly blight,

Comes o'er the councils of the brave,

And blasts them in their hour of might!
May Life's unblessed cup for him

Be drugg'd with treacheries to the brim,-

With hopes, that but allure to fly,

With joys, that vanish while he sips,
Like Dead Sea fruits, that tempt the eye,
But turn to ashes on the lips!*

* They say that there are apple-trees upon the sides of this sea, which bear very lovely fruit, but within are all full of ashes.Thevenot. The same is asserted of the oranges there; vide Witman's Travels in Asiatic Turkey.

"The Asphalt Lake, known by the name of the Dead Sea, is very remarkable on account of the considerable proportion of salt which it contains. In this respect it surpasses every other known water on the surface of the earth. This great proportion of bitter tasted salts is the reason why neither animal nor plant can live in this water."-Klaproth's Chemical Analysis of the Water of the Dead Sea, Annals of Philosophy, January, 1813. Hasselquist, however, doubts the truth of this last assertion, as there are shell-fish to be found in the lake.

Lord Byron has a similar allusion to the fruits of the Dead Sea, in that wonderful display of genius, his third Canto of Childe Harold, magnificent beyond any thing, perhaps, that even he has ever written.

His country's curse, his children's shame,
Outcast of virtue, peace, and fame,

May he, at last, with lips of flame

On the parch'd desert thirsting die,-
While lakes, that shone in mockery nigh,*

Are fading off, untouch'd, untasted,

Like the once glorious hopes he blasted!

And, when from earth his spirit flies,

Just Prophet, let the damn'd one dwell
Full in the sight of Paradise,

Beholding heaven, and feeling hell!

"The Suhrab, or Water of the Desert, is said to be caused by the rarefaction of the atmosphere from extreme heat; and, which augments the delusion, it is most frequent in hollows, where water might be expected to lodge. I have seen bushes and trees reflected in it with as much accuracy as though it had been the face of a clear and still lake." — Pottinger.

"As to the unbelievers, their works are like a vapour in a plain which the thirsty traveller thinketh to be water, until when he cometh thereto he findeth it to be nothing."-Koran, chap. 24.

LALLA ROOKH had, the night before, been visited by a dream which, in spite of the impending fate of poor HAFED, made her heart more than usually cheerful during the morning, and gave her cheeks all the freshened animation of a flower that the Bidmusk has

just passed over.* She fancied that she was sailing on that Eastern Ocean, where the sea-gipsies, who live for ever on the water †, enjoy a perpetual summer in

* “A wind which prevails in February, called Bidmusk, from a small and odoriferous flower of that name." "The wind which blows these flowers commonly lasts till the end of the month." - Le Bruyn.

"The Biajús are of two races: the one is settled on Borneo, and are a rude but warlike and industrious nation, who reckon themselves the original possessors of the island of Borneo. The other is a species of sea-gipsies or itinerant fishermen, who live in small covered boats, and enjoy a perpetual summer on the eastern ocean, shifting to leeward from island to island, with the variations of the monsoon. In some of their customs this singular race resemble the natives of the Maldivia islands. The Maldivians annually launch a small bark, loaded with perfumes, gums, flowers, and odo

S

wandering from isle to isle, when she saw a small

gilded bark approaching her. It was like one of those boats which the Maldivian islanders send adrift, at the mercy of winds and waves, loaded with perfumes, flowers, and odoriferous wood, as an offering to the Spirit whom they call King of the Sea. At first, this little bark appeared to be empty, but, on coming

nearer

She had proceeded thus far in relating the dream to her Ladies, when FERAMORZ appeared at the door of the pavilion. In his presence, of course, every thing else was forgotten, and the continuance of the story was instantly requested by all. Fresh wood of aloes was set to burn in the cassolets; -the violet

riferous wood, and turn it adrift at the mercy of winds and waves, as an offering to the Spirit of the Winds; and sometimes similar offerings are made to the spirit whom they term the King of the Sea. In like manner the Biajus perform their offering to the God of Evil, launching a small bark, loaded with all the sins and misfortunes of the nation, which are imagined to fall on the unhappy crew that may be so unlucky as first to meet with it."-Dr. Leyden on the Languages and Literature of the Indo-Chinese Nations,