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gent hour

I fixed my letters on an arrow's point,

Even to the gates of Mecca's holy city; And shot them o'er the walls

Till Mahomet himself there stopped their enCal. Has thou told all ?

trance, Well, then, thou shalt have mercy to requite A javelin in his hand, and turned them back thee :

Upon the foe; they fought again, and conquered. Behold, I'll send thee forward on thy errand. Behold how we may best appease his wrath! Strike off his head; then cast it o'er the gates; His own example points us out the way. There let thy tongue tell o'er its tale again. Abu. Well-be it then resolved. The indul. Serg. O, bloody Saracens ! (Erit SERG. dragged away by the Guards. Of better fortune is, I hope, at hand.

And yet, since Phocyas has appeared its chamEnter ABUDAH.

pion, Cal. Abudah, welcome!

How has this city raised its drooping head! Abu. O Caled, what an evening was the last ! As if some charm prevailed where'er he fought, Cal. Name it no more; remembrance sickens Our strength seems withered, and our feeble with it,

weapons And therefore sleep is banished from this night; Forget their wonted triumph. Were he absentNor shall to-morrow's sun open his eyes

Cal. I would have sought him out in the last Upon our shame, ere doubly we've redeemed it.

action Have all the captains notice?

To single fight, and put that charm to proof, Abu. I have walked

Had not a foul and sudden mist arose The rounds to-night, ere the last hour of prayer, Ere I arrived, to have restored the combat. From tent to tent, and warned them to be ready. But let it be- 'tis past. We yet may meet, What must be done?

And 'twill be known whose arm is then the Cal. Thou know'st the important news,

stronger. Which we have intercepted by this slave, Of a new army's march. The time now calls,

Enter DARAN. While these soft Syrians are dissolved in riot, Dar. Health to the race of Ismael! and days Fooled with success, and not suspecting danger, More prosperous than the last—a Christian capNeglectful of their watch, or else fast bound

tive In chains of sleep, companion of debauches, Is fallen within my watch, and waits his doom. To form a new attack ere break of day;

Cal. Bring forth the slave! O thou keen vulSo, like the wounded leopard, shall we rush

ture, Death! From out our covers on these drowsy hunters, Do we then feed thee only thus by morsels! And seize them, unprepar'd to 'scape our ven Whole armies never can suffice thy hunger.

geance. Abu. Great captain of the armies of the faith- DARAN goes out, and re-enters with PhocyAS. ful!

Whence, and what art thou?--Of Damascus ?I know thy mighty and unconquered spirit;

Daran, Yet hear me, Caled, hear and weigh my doubts. Where didst thou find this dumb and sullen thing, Our angry prophet frowns upon our vices, That seems to lour defiance on our anger? And visits us in blood. Why else did terror, Dar. Marching in circuit, with the horse thou Unknown before, seize all our stoutest bands?

gav'st me, The angel of destruction was abroad;

To observe the city gates, I saw from far The archers of the tribe of Thoal fled,

Two persons issue forth; the one advanced, So long renowned, or spent their shafts in vain; And, ere he could retreat, my horsemen seized The feathered fight erred through the boundless air,

The other was a woman, and had fled, Or the death turned on him that drew the bow! Upon a signal given at our approach, What can this bode?--Let me speak plainer yet; And got within the gates. Wouldst thou know Is it to propagate the unspotted law

more, We fight?" "Tis well; it is a noble cause; Himself, if he will speak, can best inform thee. But much, I fear, infection is among us;

Cal. Have I not scen thy face? A boundless lust of rapine guides our troops. Abu. (To CALED.) He hears thee not: We learn the Christian vices we chastise, His eyes are fixed on earth; some deep distress And, tempted with the pleasures of the spoil, Is at his heart. This is no common captive. More than with distant hopes of paradise,

Cal. A lion in the toils! We soon shall tame I fear, may soon—but oh, avert it, Heaven!

him. Fall even a prey to our own spoils and con Still art thou dumb ?-Nay, 'tis in vain to cast quests.

Thy gloomy looks so oft around this place, Cal. No-thou mistak’st; thy pious zeal de Or frown upon thy bonds--thou canst not 'sacpe. ceives thee.

Pho. Then be it so the worst is past already Our prophet only chides our sluggard valour. And life is now not worth a moment's pause. Thou saw'st how, in the vale of Honan, once Do you not know me yet-think of the man The troops, as now, defeated, fled confused, You have most cause to curse, and I am be.

him ;


Cal. Ha ! Phocyas !

I loved the daughter of the proud Eumenes, dbu. Phocyas ! - Mahomet, we thank thee ! And long in secret wooed her; not unwelcome Now dost thou smile again.

To her iny visits; but I feared her father, Dar. (Aside.] () devil, devil!

Who oft had pressed her to detested nuptials, And I not know him!—'twas but yesterday And therefore durst not, till this night of joy, He killed my horse, and drove me from the field. Avow to him my courtship. Now, I thought her Now I'm revenged! No; hold you there, not Mine, by a double claim, of mutual vows, yet,

And service yielded at his greatest need: Not while he lives.

When, as I moved my suit, with sour disdain, Cal. (Aside.) This is indeed a prize! He mocked my service, and forbade my love ; Is it because thou know'st what slaughter'd heaps Degraded me from the command I bore, There, vet unbaried, lie without the camp, And with defiance bade me seek the foe. Whose ghosts have all this night, passing tho Zo- How has bis curse prevailed !—The generous rat,

maid Called, from the bridge of death, to thee to fol- Was won, by my distress, to leave the city; low,

And cruel fortune made me thus your prey. That now thou’rt here to answer to their cry? Abu. [Aside.] My soul is moved—Thou wert Howe'er it be, thou know’st thy welcome

a man, O prophet! Pho. Yes,

Forgive, if 'tis a crime, a human sorrow, Thou proud, blood-thirsty Arab !-Well I know For injured worth, though in an enemy! What to expect from thee: I know ye all. Phó. Now-since you've heard my story, set How should the author of distress and ruin

me free, Be moved to pity? That's a human passion. That I may save her yet, dearer than life, No—in your hungry eyes, that look revenge, From a tyrannic father's threatened force; I read my doom. Where are your racks, your Gold, gems, and purple vests, shall pay my rantortures?

som ; I'm ready-lead me to them; I can bear Nor shall my peaceful sword henceforth be The worst of ills from you. You're not my

drawn friends,

In fight, nor break its truce with you for ever. My countrymen.--Yet, were you men, I could Cal. No-there's one way, a better, and but Unfold a story- But no more--Eumenes,

one, Thou hast thy wish, and I am now—a worm ! To save thyself, and make some reparation Abu. (To Čal. aside.] Leader of armies, hear For all the numbers thy bold hand has slain. him! for my mind

Pho. O, name it quickly, and my soul will bless Presages good accruing to our cause

thee! By this event.

Cal. Embrace our faith, and share with us our Cal. I tell thee, then, thou wrong'st us,

fortunes. To think our hearts thus steeled, or our ears deaf Pho. Then I am lost again! To all that thou may'st utter. Speak, disclose

Cal. What! when we offer The secret woes that throb within thy breast. Not freedom only, but to raise thee high Now, by the silent hours of night, we'll hear To greatness, conquest, glory, heavenly bliss! thee,

Pho. To sink me down to infamy, perdition, And mute attention shall await thy words. Here and hereafter ! Make my name a curse Pho. This is not, then, the palace in Damas- To present times, to every future age, cus!

A proverb and a scorn -take back thy mercy, If you will hear, then I, indeed, have wronged you. And know I now disdain it. How can this be?—when he, for whom I've Cal. As thou wilt. fought,

The time's too precious to be wasted longer Fought against you, has yet refused to hear me! In words with thee. Thou know'st thy doomYou seem surprised.--It was ingratitude

farewell. That drove me out an exile from those walls, Abu. (To Cal. aside.] Hear me, Caled! grant Which I so late defended.

him some short space; Abu. Can it be?

Perhaps he will at length accept thy bounty. Are these thy Christian friends ?

Try him, at leastCai. 'Tis well-We thank them :

Cal. Well-be it so, then. Daran, They help us to subdue themselves—But who Guard well thy charge, Thou hast an hour to Was the companion of thy flight ?--A woman?

live; So Daran said

If thou art wise, thou may'st prolong that term; Tho. 'Tis there I am most wretched

If not-why-.Pare thee well, and think of death. Oh! I am torn from all my soul held dear,

(Ereunt CAL. and Abl. And my life's blood flows out upon the wound ! Pho. [DAR. waiting at a distance.] Farewell

, That woman—'twas for her-How shall I speak

and think of death! Was it not so? it ?

Do murderers then preach morality ?Eudocia, Oh farewell !-I'll tell you, then, But how to think of what the living know not, As fast as these heart-rending sighs will let me. And the dead camot, or else may not tell

veil ?

a table.

What art thou, O thou great mysterious terror! The painful road of life-Tempt me no more The way to thee we know; disease, famine, To be a wretch, for I despise the offer. Sword, fire, and all thy ever-open gates,

Abu. The general knows thee brave, and 'tis That day and night stand ready to receive us.

for that But what's beyond them ?-Who will draw that He seeks alliance with thy noble virtues.

Pho. He knows me brave ! - Why does he Yet death's not there-No; 'tis a point of time,

then thus treat me ? The verge 'twixt mortal and immortal beings. No; he believes I am so poor of soul, It mocks our thoughts ! On this side all is life; That barely for the privilege to live, And when we've reached it, in that very instant I would be bought his slave. But go tell him, 'Tis past the thinking of! Oh! if it be The little space of life his scorn bequeathed me, The pangs, the throes, the agonizing struggles, Was lent in vain, and he may take the forfeit. When soul and body part, sure I have felt it, Abu. Why wilt thou wed thyself to misery, And there's no more to fear.

When our faith courts thee to eternal blessings ? Dar. (Aside.) Suppose I now

When truth itself is, like a seraph, come Dispatch him!--Right-What need to stay for To loose thy bands? The light divine, whose orders?

beams I wish I durst!-Yet what I dare l'll do.

Pierced through the gloom of Hera's sacred Your jewels, Christian-You'll not need these

cave, trifles

[Searching him. And there illumined the great Mahomot, Pho. I pray thee, slave, stand off-My soul's Arabia's morning star, now shines on thee. too busy

Arise, salute with joy the guest from Heaven, To lose a thought on thee.

Follow her steps, and be no more a captive.)

Pho. But whither must I follow? answer that. Enter ABUDAH.

Is she a guest from Heaven? What marks divine, Abu. What's this? -Forbear !

What signs, what wonders, vouch her boasted Who gave thee leave to use this violence ?

mission ? [Takes the jewels from him, und lays them on Abu. What wonders—turn thy eye to Mecca!

mark Dar. (Aside.] Denied my booty? Curses on How far from Caaba first, that hallowed temple, his head !

Her glory dawned! then look how swift' its Was not the founder of our law a robber?

course, Why 'twas for that I left my country's gods, As when the sunbeams, shooting through a cloud, Menaph and Uzza. Better still be pagan, Drive o'er the meadows' face the flying shades ! Than starve with a new faith.

Have not the nations bent before our swords, Abu. What, dost thou mutter?

Like ripened corn before the reaper's steel? Daran, withdraw, and better learn thy duty. Why is all this? Why does success still wait

(Exit Dar. Upon our laws, if not to shew that Heaven Phocyas, perhaps thou knowst me not- First sent it forth, and owns it still by conquest? Pho. I know

Pho. Dost thou ask why this is ? O why, inThy name Abudah, and thy office here,

deed! The second in command. What more thou art, Where is the man can read Ileaven's secret coumIndeed I cannot tell.

sels? Abu. True, for thou yet

Why did I conquer in another cause, Know'st not I am thy friend.

Yet now am bere? Pho. Is't possible?

Abu. I'll tell thee—thy good angel Thou speak'st me fair.

Has seized thy hand unseen, and snatched thee Abu. What dost thou think of life?

out Pho. I think not of it; death was in my From swift destruction; know, ere day shall thoughts.

dawn, On hard conditions, life were but a load, Damascus will in blood lament its fall! And I will lay it down.

We've heard what army is designed to march Abu. Art thou resolved ?

Too late to save her. Now, e'en now, our force Pho. I am, unless thou bring'st me better is just preparing for a fresh assault. terms

Now, too, thou might'st revenge thy wrongs—so Than those I have rejected.

Caled Abu. Think again.

Charged me to say, and more-that he invites Caled, by me, once more renews that offer.

thee, Pho. Thou say'st thou art my friend; why Thou know'st the terms to share with him dost thou try

the conquest. To shake the settled temper of my breast ? Pho. Conquest? --Revenge Hold, let me My soul hath just discharged her cumberous train

think- horror ! of hopes and fears, prepared to take her voyage Revenge ! — what revenge? Bleed on, my To other seats, where she may rest in peace ;

wounds, And now thou call'st me back, to beat again For thus to be revenged, were it not worse

Than all that I can suffer? ----But Eudocia I cannot spare thee yet. Raphan, go thou. Where will she then-Shield her, ye pitying

(To an Officer. powers,

But hold—I've thought again—he shall not dic. And let me die in peace!

Go, tell him he shall live, 'till he has seen Abu. Hear me once more,

Damascus sink in flames, 'till he behold 'Tis all I have to offer ; mark me now!

That slave, that woman-idol he adores, Caled has sworn Eu cia shall be safe.

Or given a prize to some brave mussulman, Pho. Ha! safe—but how ! a wretched cap Or slain before his face; then if he sue tive too!

For death as for a boon--perhaps we'll grant it. Abu. He swears she shall be free, she shall be

[Erit RAPHAN, thine.

Dar. The captains wait thy orders.
Pho. Then I am lost indeed.) cruel bounty! Cal. Are the troops
How can I be at once both curst and happy! Ready to march?
Abu. The time draws near, and I must quickly Dar. They are.
leave thee;

(The Captains pass by as they are named. But first reflect, that in this fatal night

Cal. Where's Abu-1'aleb? Slaughter and rapine may be loosed abroad, Alcorash ?- your valiant tribes, I thank them, And while they roam with unextinguished rage, Fled from their standard ! Will they now reShould she thou lov'st—well may'st thou start

deem it? be made,

Omar and Serjabil ? 'tis well, I see them. Perhaps unknown, some barbarous soldier's prey; You know your duty. You, Abdorraman, Should she then fall a sacrifice to lust Must charge with Raphan. Mourn, thou haughOr brutal fury !

ty city! Pho. 0—this pulls my heart-strings! (Falls. The bow is bent, nor canst thou 'scape thy doom. Earth open-save me, save me from that Who turns his back henceforth, our prophet thought!

curse him! There's ruin in it, 'twill, it will undo me!

Dar. But who commands the trusty bands of Abu. Nay, do not plunge thyself in black de

Mecca ? spair;

Thou know'st their leader fell in the last fight. Look up, poor wretch, thou art not shipwrecked Cal. 'Tis true; thou, Daran, well deserv'st yet ;

that charge; Behold an anchor; am not I thy friend? I've marked what a keen hatred, like my own, Yet hear me, and be blest.

Dwells in thy breast against these Christian dogs, Pho. (Rising.) Ha! Who, what art thou? Dar. Thou dost me right.

[Raving. Cal. And therefore I'll reward it. My friend? that's well ; but hold—are all Be that command now thine. And here this friends honest ?

sabre, What's to be done? Hush, hark ! what noise is Blessed in the field by Mahomet himself, that?

At Chaibar's prosperous fight, shall aid thy arm. Abu. There is no voice; 'tis yet the dead of Dar. Thanks, my good chief ; with this I'll night;

better thank thee. (Taking the scimiter. The guards, without, keep silent watch around us. Cal. Myself will lead the troops of the black Pho. Again—it calls—’tis she-0 lead me to

standard, her

And at the eastern gate begin the storm. Abu. Thy passion mocks thee with imagined Dar. But why do we not move? 'twill soon be sounds.

day; Pho. Sure 'twas Eudocia’s voice cried out, Methinks I am cold, and would grow warm with • Forbear!'

action. What shall I do?-Oh Heaven!

Cal. Then haste and call Abudah- thou art Abu. Heaven shews thee what.

welcome. Nay, now it is too late ; see, Caled comes With anger on his brow. Quickly withdraw".

Enter ABUDAH. To the next tent, and there

Thy charge awaits thee. Where's the stubborn Pho. (Rising.] What do I see?

captive Damascus ! conquest ! ruin! rapes and murder ! Abu. Indeed he's brave. I left him for a moVillains ! Is there no more-O save her, save

her! (Eseunt Pho. and ABU. In the next tent. He's scarcely yet himself.

Cal. But he is ours?
Enter CALED and DARAN.

Abu. The threats of death are nothing; Dar. Behold, on thy approach, they shift their Though thy last message shook his soul, as winds ground.

On the bleak bills bend down some lofty pine ; Cal. 'Tis as thou say’st, he trifles with my Yet still he holds his root, 'till I found means, mercy.

Abating somewhat of thy first demand, Dar. Speak, shall I fetch his head!

If not to make him wholly ours, at least Gul. No, stay you here,

To gain sufficient to our end.

And yet

Cal. Say how ?

Cal. Say'st thou ? Abu. Oft he inclined, oft started back; at Abu. Hear what's agreed; but on the terms last,

That every unresisting life be spared. When just consenting, for a while he paused, I shall command some chosen faithful bands, Stood fixed in thought, and lift his eyes to Hea- Phocyas will guide us to the gate, from whence ven ;

He late escaped, nor do we doubt but there Then, as with fresh recovered force, cried out, With ease to gain admittance. . • Renounce my faith! Never-I answered, No,

Cal. This is something. That now he should not do it.

I do not like this half-allyCat. How !

Is he not still a Christian : -But no matterAbu. Yet hear!

Meantime I will attack the eastern gate; For since I saw him now so lost in passion, Who first succeeds gives entrance to the rest. That must be left to his more temperate thoughts. Hear, all ! -Prepare ye now for boldest deeds, Meantime I urged, conjured, at last constrained and know, the prophet will reward your valour. him,

Think that we all to certain triumph move; By all he held most dear, nay, by the voice Who falls in fight yet meets the prize above. Of Providence, that called him now to save, There, in the gardens of eternal spring, With her he loved, perhaps the lives of thousands, while birds of paradise around you sing, No longer to resist his better fate,

Each, with his blooming beauty by his side, But join his arms in present action with us, Shall drink rich wines that in full rivers glide, And swear he would be faithful.

Breathe fragrant gales o'er fields of spice that Cal. What, no more?

blow, Then he's a Christian still !

And gather fruits immortal as they grow; Abu. Have patience yet:

Extatic bliss shall your whole powers employ, For if by him we can surprise the city

And every sense be lost in every joy. (Ereunt,


Thou com'st too late to bring us news. SCENE I.-A great Square in the city before Art. Oh! -no, the Governor's palace.

The news I bring is from the eastern guard.

Caled has forced the gate, and -but he's here. Enter ABUDAH, Saracen captuins, and soldiers ; (A cry without.] Fly, fly; they followwith EUMENES, HERBIS, und other Christians,

Quarter, mercy, quarter ! unarmed.

[Several persons, as pursued, run over the stage. Eum. It must be so -farewell, devoted walls! Caled. (Without.] No quarter! Kill, I say. To be surprised thus ! Hell, and all ye fiends,

Are they not Christians ?
How did ye watch this minute for destruction ! More blood ! our prophet asks it.
Herb. We've been betrayed by riot and de-

He enters with DARAN, 8c.
Curse on the traitor guard !

What, Abudah! Eum. The guard above,

Well met! but wherefore are the looks of Did that sleep too?

peace? Abu. Christians, complain no more ;

Why sleeps thy sword ? What you have asked is granted. Are ye men,

Åbu. Caled, our task is over. And dare ye question thus, with bold impatience, Behold the chiefs; they have resigned the palace. Eternal justice ! -Know, the doom from Hea Cal. And sworn to obey our law?

Abu. No. Falls on your towers, resistless as the bolt

Cal, Then fall on.
That fires the cedars on your mountain tops. Abu. Hold yet, and hear me-Heaven, by me,
Be meek, and learn with humble awe to bear

has spared
The mitigated ruin. Worse had followed, The sword its cruel task. On easy terms
Had ye opposed our numbers. Now you're safe; We've gained a bloodless conquest.
Quarter and liberty are given to all ;

Cal. I renounce it.
And little do ye think how much ye owe Curse on those terms ! The city's mine by storm.
To one brave enemy, whom yet ye know not.

Fall on, I say

Abu. Nay then, I swear ye shall not.
Enter ARTAMON, hastily.

Cal. Ha ! -Who am I?
Art. All's lost!

-Ha!Who are these? Abu. The general—and I know Eum. All's lost, indeed.

What reverence is your due. Yield up thy sword, if thou wouldst share our (CALED gives signs for his men to full on. safety.

-Nay, he who stirs,


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