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66 That cup

“ Gay, flickering death-lights shone while we were wed, “ And, for our guests, a row of goodly Dead, “ (Immortal spirits in their time no doubt,) 6 From reeking shrouds upon the rite look'd out ! 66 That oath thou heardst more lips than thine repeat

thou shudderest, Lady — was it sweet ? “ That cup we pledg’d, the charnel's choicest wine, 6 Hath bound thee

aye body and soul all mine; “ Bound thee by chains that, whether blest or curst 6. No matter now, not hell itself shall burst! “ Hence, woman, to the Haram, and look

gay, 66 Look wild, look — any thing but sad ; yet stay “ One moment more — from what this night hath pass’d, 66 I see thou know'st me, know'st me well at last. “ Ha ! ha! and so, fond thing, thou thought'st all true, 66 And that I love mankind !—I do, I do 66 As victims, love them; as the sea-dog doats 6 Upon the small, sweet fry that round him floats; “ Or, as the Nile-bird loves the slime that gives 66 That rank and venomous food on which she lives!'

9 Circum easdem ripas (Nili, viz.) ales est Ibis. Ea serpentium populatur ova, gratissimamque ex his escam nidis suis refert. Solinus.

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“ And, now thou see'st my soul's angelic hue, “ 'Tis time these features were uncurtain'd too; 6- This brow, whose light -- oh rare celestial light ! “ Hath been reserv’d to bless thy favour'd sight; “ These dazzling eyes, before whose shrouded might 6 Thou'st seen immortal Man kneel down and quake – “ Would that they were Heaven's lightnings for his sake! “ But turn and look — then wonder, if thou wilt, 66 That I should hate, should take revenge, by guilt,

Upon the hand, whose mischief or whose mirth “ Sent me thus maim'd and monstrous upon earth; 66 And on that race who, though more vile they be “ Than mowing apes, are demi-gods to me! “ Here - judge if Hell, with all its power to damn, 6 Can add one curse to the foul thing I am !"

He rais'd his veil - the Maid turn'd slowly round, Look'd at him-shriek'd--and sunk upon the ground ! On their arrival, next night, at the place of encampment, they were surprised and delighted to find the groves all round illuminated; some artists of Yamtcheou having been sent on previously for the purpose. On each side of the green alley, which led to the Royal Pavilion, artificial sceneries of bamboowork were erected, representing arches, minarets, and towers, from which hung thousands of silken lanterns, painted by the most delicate pencils of Canton. Nothing could be more beautiful than the leaves of the mango-trees and acacias, shining in the light of the bamboo scenery, which shed a lustre round as soft as that of the nights of Peristan.

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LALLA Rooky, however, who was too much occupied by the sad story of ZELICA and her lover, to give a thought to any thing else, except, perhaps, him who related it, hurried on through this scene of splendour to her pavilion, - greatly to the mortification of the poor artists of Yamtcheou, — and was followed with equal rapidity by the Great Chamberlain, cursing, as he went,

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that ancient Mandarin, whose parental anxiety in lighting up the shores of the lake, where his beloved daughter had wandered and been lost, was the origin of these fantastic Chinese illuminations.

Without a moment's delay young FERAMORZ was introduced, and FADLADEEN, who could never make up his mind as to the merits of a poet, till he knew the religious sect to which he belonged, was about to ask him whether he was a Shia or a Sooni, when LALLA Rookh impatiently clapped her hands for silence, and the youth, being seated upon the musnud near her, proceeded :

PREPARE

REPARE thy soul, young Azim ! - thou hast brav'd The bands of GREECE, still mighty though enslav'd; Hast fac'd her phalanx, arm’d with all its fame, Her Macedonian pikes and globes of flame; . All this hast fronted, with firm heart and brow, But a more perilous trial waits thee now, Woman's bright eyes, a dazzling host of eyes From every land where woman smiles or sighs ; Of every hue, as Love may chance to raise His black or azure banner in their blaze; And each sweet mode of warfare, from the flash That lightens boldly through the shadowy lash, To the sly, stealing splendors, almost hid, Like swords half-sheath'd, beneath the downcast lid. Such, Azim, is the lovely, luminous host Now led against thee; and, let conquerors boast Their fields of fame, he who in virtue arms A young, warm spirit against beauty's charms, Who feels her brightness, yet defies her thrall, Is the best, bravest conqueror of them all.

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