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xxv. “ Can you say any thing in your defence? :
Whate'er you will I'm ready, Sir, to hear What! silent !-have you lost your little sense ?
Have you no means of making it appear That you possess a shadow of pretence
To mercy ?-are you quite struck dumb with fear?
“ Most beautiful Maimoune, I confess That I must owe, henceforth, my liberty
(Which I deserve not) to your gentleness. Much mischief surely have I done, yet I
May, with some reason, venture to express
Near China's proud metropolis, and there, As I pass'd o'er it at the midnight hour,
Suspended in the vast and moonlit air,-
I saw a maiden exquisitely fair!
I had no thought of doing any harm
Have thrill’d that bosom with the least alarm. • What beauty!' I exclaim'd, oh! how intense it is!
How exquisite her neck, her hand, her arm! Her lips oh! might I with a kiss surprise The slumbers hanging on those shrouded eyes.'
And drove away all images of fear
And whisper dreams of wonder in her ear.
Beside her pillow, till she grew most dear
XXX. “ Now," quoth the nettled Fay, “mine'own I'd wager
(Might I hold commerce with such things as thou, And wouldst thou dare in such a strife to gage her)
That this thy Beauty bears not such a brow Of loveliness (I don't mean to enrage her).
As a young wonder whom I saw just now : And (what would more her female nature vex) My brighter Beauty's of the other sex.
XXXI. , “ Nay, since you look incredulous, Sir Fiend,
I must your senses by strong proof convince; So beg that you'll this instant condescend
To lay your sleeping Princess by my Prince In yon lone turret-back to China wend
Bring hither this fair paragon--and since
The dark-brow'd Spirit for the voyage spread,
Swift, straight, and fearless, through midair he sped ; Where (still unshaken in his old opinions)
He bore Badoura, sleeping from her bed,
She look’d, when waving in the midnight breeze,
With haste, o'er towns, and continents, and seas.
For she wore nothing but a thin chemise ;
She lay still sleeping, by the Prince's side
Both Spirits own'd, it could not be denied
Will such a Bridegroom sleep by such a Bride,
Comparing lip with lip, and nose with nose;
But soon the old dispute again arose ;
That they had nearly come from words to blows;
Of both, that the dispute should be referred (Since neither to resign the contest meant)
To the unbiass'd judgment of a third : .
When this their quarrel should be fairly heard,
A creature form’d by Nature for a Lover;
I wonder how such beauty fail'd to move her. But she had never yet confess'd a flame,
Though she had made this dainty Knight a rover,
All mortal women whom I ever knew ;
To think of all the labour I went through
Never had galley-slave so much to do;
How oft I've trudg’d for many a dusty mile
In expectation of at least a smile ; And then, returning, found her in a pet
Because “ I'd kept her waiting such a while.” And then the shawls and tippets that I carried ; The scrapes she led me into-uill she married.
And most politely fell upon his knees ;
And so we'll call him Cupid if you please :)
And begg'd his judgment would the strife appease :
With spectacles on nose, the sleeping pair,
That they were both superlatively fạir. He was extremely puzzled to decide
Which was the more so, and could not declare
Which hung upon the slumber-sealed eyes
From his sweet dreams; then, oh! with what surprise He saw the form beside him (a bright token
Of the Gods' favour) sent to realize
That she was there was quite enough for him ;-
How did his eyes in giddy rapture swim! " As she lay by him still and motionless,
“ The cup of love was running o'er the brim.
As if the Gods had chosen to provide
A beautiful young lady for a bride..!
Had I found such a treasure by my side, Nor of the trick been previously admonishid, · I should have felt prodigiously astonish'd.
Long did he gaze in silence and deep joy,
And thoughts came o'er him which he ne'er had known; The dream, which he had worshipp'd from a boy,
In one short instant from his brain had flown ;
Within his bosom had built up a throne.
(And I'm not sure he wasn't in the right) That she slept rather sounder than she ought,
It being, he suppos’d, her bridal night.
To force the slumbers from those orbs of light
On her fair cheek-another on her brow(I should expatiate on that moment's bliss,
But haven't time to dwell upon it now.)
Whose sleep was not enchanted ; but somehow
By any gentle means ; so, having sworn
That she should never from his arms be torn,
He thought it would be best to doze till morn; And, having kiss'd her lovely cheek once more, He fell asleep more soundly than before.
XLIX. Forthwith, releas'd from the strong spell that bound her
In deepest slumber, fair Badoura sprung
A glance of momentary wonder flung.
Where are the pictures round her chamber hung ?