Julia Alpinula With The Captive of Stamboul and Other Poems. By J. H. Wiffen |
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XXI.
And Andron knew that figured scarf of pride,Though deeply stained, had wrapt his early bride;
And this the monarch's ring, the seal of power
Which stamped his will on that remembered hour.
He faltered thanks to heaven! a beam of thought
Flashed on his mind, and there like sunshine wrought;
“Stranger, he said, I tax thy courage high,
“The path is dangerous which thou needs must try;
“For me I reck not of the venturous limb
“To scale a turret or the billow swim;
“But on thy aid, Eudora must depend;—
“This instant, therefore, with the ring descend,
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“Seeks out the Cyprian guard who holds the key,—
“Brief be thy message; bid them that they bear
“The slave Eudora, to the garden stair,
“With one attendant left, prince Andron meets thee there.”
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