As mute they paus'd before the flame

To light their torches as they pass'd! 'Twas silence all the youth had plann'd The duties of his soldier-band;

And each determin'd brow declares

His faithful Chieftains well know theirs.

But minutes speed

night gems the skies

And oh how soon, ye blessed eyes,

That look from heaven, ye may behold
Sights that will turn your star-fires cold!
Breathless with awe, impatience, hope,
The maiden sees the veteran group
Her litter silently prepare,

And lay it at her trembling feet;

And now the youth, with gentle care,
Hath plac'd her in the shelter'd seat,

And press'd her hand that lingering press

Of hands, that for the last time sever;

Of hearts, whose pulse of happiness,

When that hold breaks, is dead for ever.

And yet to her this sad caress

Gives hope so fondly hope can err !

'Twas joy, she thought, joy's mute excess

Their happy flight's dear harbinger;

'Twas warmth

assurance

tenderness

'Twas any thing but leaving her.

"Haste, haste!" she cried, "the clouds

grow dark, "But still, ere night, we'll reach the bark ; "And, by to-morrow's dawn oh bliss!

"With thee upon the sunbright deep, "Far off, I'll but remember this,

"As some dark vanish'd dream of sleep! "And thou " but ha! he answers not

Good Heav'n!--and does she go alone? She now has reach'd that dismal spot,

Where, some hours since, his voice's tone

Had come to soothe her fears and ills,

Sweet as the Angel ISRAFIL'S,'
When every leaf on Eden's tree

Is trembling to his minstrelsy

Yet now oh now, he is not nigh –

"HAFED! my HAFED! - if it be

9" The Angel Israfil, who has the most melodious voice of all God's creatures.' Sale.

"Thy will, thy doom this night to die,
"Let me but stay to die with thee,
“And I will bless thy loved name,

""Till the last life-breath leave this frame. "Oh! let our lips, our cheeks be laid

"But near each other while they fade; "Let us but mix our parting breaths, "And I can die ten thousand deaths!

"You too, who hurry me away

"So cruelly, one moment stay

"Oh! stay

one moment is not much

"He yet may come

for him I pray

"HAFED! dear HAFED!" all the way

In wild lamentings, that would touch

A heart of stone, she shriek'd his name

To the dark woods no HAFED came:

No -hapless pair-you've looked your last;

Your hearts should both have broken then:

The dream is o'er

- your doom is cast

You'll never meet on earth again!

Alas for him, who hears her cries!

Still half-way down the steep he stands,

Watching with fix'd and feverish eyes
The glimmer of those burning brands,
That down the rocks, with mournful ray,
Light all he loves on earth away!
Hopeless as they who, far at sea,

By the cold moon have just consign'd
The corse of one, lov'd tenderly,

To the bleak flood they leave behind;
And on the deck still lingering stay,
And long look back, with sad delay,
To watch the moonlight on the wave,
That ripples o'er that cheerless grave.

From the land side it comes, and loud

Rings through the chasm; as if the crowd
Of fearful things, that haunt that dell,
Its Gholes and Dives and shapes of hell

Had all in one dread howl broke out,
So loud, so terrible that shout!

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They come the Moslems come!".

His proud soul mounting to his eyes, —

he cries,

"Now, Spirits of the Brave, who roam
"Enfranchis'd through yon starry dome,
"Rejoice for souls of kindred fire
"Are on the wing to join your choir !"

He said and, light as bridegrooms bound

To their young loves, reclimb'd the steep And gain'd the shrine his Chiefs stood roundTheir swords, as with instinctive leap,

Together, at that cry accurst,

Had from their sheaths, like sunbeams, burst.

And hark!-again-again it rings;

Near and more near its echoings

Peal through the chasm -oh! who that then
Had seen those listening warrior-men,

With their swords grasp'd, their eyes of flame
Turn'd on their Chief- could doubt the shame,

Th' indignant shame with which they thrill

To hear those shouts and yet stand still?

He read their thoughts - they were his own

"What! while our arms can wield these blades,

"Shall we die tamely? die alone?

"Without one victim to our shades,