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"Pacha! the day is thine; and on thy crest

"Sits Triumph

Conrad taken fall'n the rest!

"His doom is fixed he dies: and well his fate

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yet much too worthless for thy

"Methinks, a short release, for ransom told "With all his treasure, not unwisely sold; "Report speaks largely of his pirate- hoard "Would that of this my Pacha were the Lord! "While baffled, weakened by this fatal fray "Watched followed

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prey:

"But once cut off

he were then an easier

the remnant of his band

"Embark their wealth, and seek a safer strand."

"Gulnare! if for each drop of blood a gem
"Were offered rich as Stamboul's diadem;
"If for each hair of his a massy mine
"Of virgin ore should supplicating shine;
"If all our Arab tales divulge or dream

"Of wealth were here that gold should not redeem!

"It had not now redeemed a single hour; 1330 "But that I know him fettered, in my power;

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'And, thirsting for revenge, I ponder still

"On pangs that longest rack, and latest kill."

"Nay, Seyd!

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I seek not to restrain thy rage,

"Too justly moved for mercy to assuage; "My thoughts were only to secure for thee "His riches thus released, he were not free:

"Disabled, shorn of half his might and band, "His capture could but wait thy first command."

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"Fair suitor! to thy virtuous gratitude,

"That thus repays this Giaour's relenting mood, "Which thee and thine alone of all could spare,

"No doubt regardless if the prize were fair,

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"My thanks and praise alike are due -now hear! "I have a counsel for thy gentler ear:

"I do mistrust thee, woman! and each word "Of thine stamps truth on all Suspicion heard. 1350 "Borne in his arms through fire from yon Serai "Say, wert thou lingering there with him to fly? "Thou need'st not answer - thy confession speaks, "Already reddening on thy guilty cheeks; "Then, lovely dame, bethink thee; and beware: "Tis not his life alone may claim such care! "Another word and I need no more.

nay

"Accursed was the moment when he bore

"Thee from the flames, which better far

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"Know'st thou that I can clip thy wanton wing? "In words alone I am not wont to chafe:

"Look to thyself nor deem thy falsehood safe!"

He rose — and slowly, sternly thence withdrew,
Rage in his eye and threats in his adieu:
Ah! little recked that chief of womanhood
Which frowns ne'er quelled, nor menaces subdued;
And little deemed he what thy heart, Gulnare!
When soft could feel, and when incensed could

dare.

His doubts appeared to wrong nor yet she knew
How deep the root from whence compassion grew-
She was a slave from such may captives claim
A fellow-feeling, differing but in name;
Still half unconscious heedless of his wrath,
Again she ventured on the dangerous path,
Again his rage repelled until arose

That strife of thought, the source of woman's

wocs!

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This fearful interval of doubt and dread,

When every hour might doom him worse than

dead,

When every step that echoed by the gate,

Might entering lead where axe and stake await; When every voice that grated on his ear

Might be the last that he could ever hear; Could terror tame that spirit stern and high Had proved unwilling as unfit to die;

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That conflict deadlier far than all before:

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The heat of fight: the hurry of the gale,
Leave scarce one thought inert enough to quail;
But bound and fixed in fettered solitude;

To pine, the prey of every changing mood;
To gaze on thine own heart; and meditate
Irrevocable faults, and coming fate -

Too late the last to shun the first to mend

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To count the hours that struggle to thine end, With not a friend to animate, and tell

To other ears that death became thee well; 1400

Around thee foes to forge the ready lie,

And blot life's latest scene with calumny;

Before thee tortures, which the soul can dare,
Yet doubts how well the shrinking flesh may bear;
But deeply feels a single cry would shame,
To valour's praise thy last and dearest claim;
The life thou leav'st below, denied above
By kind monopolists of heavenly love;
And more than doubtful paradise

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thy heaven

thy loved one from thee

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Such were the thoughts that outlaw must sustain, And govern pangs surpassing mortal pain:

And those sustained he boots it well or ill?

Since not to sink beneath, is something still!

VII.

The first day passed- he saw not her-GulnareThe second- third- and still she came not there; But what her words avouched, her charms had done,

Or else he had not seen another sun.

The fourth day rolled along, and with the night Came storm and darkness in their mingling

might:

Oh! how he listened to the rushing deep,

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