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66 What other hath Zuleika seen
4420 "From simple childhood's earliest hour
“What other can she seek to see “ Than thee, companion of her bower,
“The partner of her infancy? "These cherished thoughts with life begun, 425
“Say, why must I no more avow? “What change is wrought to make me shun
“ The truth; my-pride, and tbine till now? “To meet the gaze of stranger's eyes “Our law, our creed, our God denies; 430 “Nor shall one wandering thought of mine “At such, our Prophet's will, repine: "No! happier made by that decree! “He left me all in leaving thec. “Deep were my anguish, thus compelled 435 " To wed with one I ne'er beheld: 66 This wherefore should I not reveal ? “Why wilt thou urge me to conceal ? “I know the Pacha's haughty mood “To thee hath never boded good;
410 “And he so often storms at nought, “Allah! forbid that e'er he ought! “And why I know not, but within “My heart concealment weighs like sin. “If then such secrecy by crime,
“And such it feels while lurking here; "Oh, Selim! tell me yet in time,
"Nor leave me thus lo thoughts of fear. “Ah! yonder see the Tchocadar, ** “My father leaves the mimic war; “I tremble now to meet his eye — “Say, Selim, can’st thou tell me why?”
XIV. “ Zuleika! to thy tower's retreat “Betake thee Giaffir I can greet: “And now with him I fain must prate
455 “Of firmaus, imposts, levies, state. “There's fearful news from Danube's banks; “Our Vizier nobly thins his ranks, “For which the Giaour may give him thanks! “Our Sultan hath a shorter way
460 “Such costly triumph to repay. "But, mark me, when the twilight drum
“Hath warned the troops to food and sleep, “Unto thy cell will Selim come: Then softly from the Haram creep
465 "Where we may wander by the deep:
“Our garden - battlements are steep; "Nor these will rash intruder climb “To list our words, or stint our time;
“And if he doth, I want not steel
“Fear thee, my Selim! ne'er till now “ Did word like this
“Delay not thou; “I keep the key and Haroun's guard “ Have some, and hope of more reward. “To night, Zulcika, thou shalt liear “My tale, my purpose, and my fear: “I am not, love! what I appear."
BRIDE OF ABYDOS.
As on that night of stormy water
The lonely hope of Sestos' daughter.