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Updated: June 21, 2025
And so, with a great following, enriched by the beauty of Melisselda and the gold of the Master of the Mint, Sabbataï returned to redeem Jerusalem. Jerusalem was intoxicated with joy: the prophecies of Elijah the Tishbite, known on earth as Nathan of Gaza, were borne on wings of air to the four corners of the world. "To the Remnant of the Israelites," he wrote, "Peace without end.
Under the direction of Melisselda men were making sleeved robes of white satin for the Messiah. And one day, thus arrayed in gleaming white, at the head of a great procession walking two by two, Sabbataï Zevi marched to the House of God.
Even Sabbataï's old enemy, Chayim Penya, was magnanimously presented with a kingdom. "To thee, my well-beloved Raphael Joseph Chelebi of Cairo," wound up Sabbataï, "in whose palace Melisselda became my Queen, to thee, under the style of King Joash, I give the realm of Egypt." The Emperor of the World rose, and his Kings prostrated themselves at his feet. "Prepare yourselves," said he.
He drew himself up; the fire in her eyes flashed into his own. "The Sultan summons thee," said one of the guards reverently. "I am ready," he said, calmly adjusting the folds of his black mantle. Melisselda was left alone. The slow moments wore on, tense and terrible. Little by little the radiant faith died out of her face.
The cool plash of the fountain was pleasant in the silence. "I make thee pure!" he breathed. "Ay," and she repeated softly: "'Pure and white as the snows, Melisselda." "Melisselda!" he whispered. "Messiah!" she cried, with heaving bosom. "Come, I will teach thee the joy of life. Together we will rule the world.
From her bath she arose, Pure and white as the snows, Melisselda. Coral only at lips And at sweet finger-tips, Melisselda. His eyes filled with tears the divine dreams of youth stirred faintly within him. "Is it Peace with thee?" she asked. His head drooped again on his breast.
Early in the forenoon the light touch of a loved hand upon his shoulder roused him from deeps of reverie. He uplifted a white, haggard face. Melisselda stood before him in all her dazzling freshness, like a radiant spirit come to chase the demons of the night. The ancient Spanish song came into his mind, and the sweet, sad melody vibrated in his soul.
"My lord, the Sultan, hath made me his door-keeper Capigi Bashi Otorak," he replied deprecatingly. "He is merciful and forgiving. May Allah exalt his dominion. The salary is large; he is a generous paymaster. I testify that there is no God but God. I testify that Mohammed is God's prophet." He caught the swooning Melisselda in his arms and covered her face with kisses.
But, under the spell of some strange respect, or in the desire to have a hold upon them, too, the Kaimacon allowed his retinue of Kings to accompany him, likewise his amanuensis, Samuel Primo, and his consort, Melisselda. The news of his removal to better quarters did not fail to confirm the faith of the Sabbatians.
In the pride of her race, As a sword shone her face, Melisselda. And her lids were steel bows, But her mouth was a rose, Melisselda. But her mouth was a rose. Ah, God, the pity of it, to leave the rose for the crown of thorns! "Melisselda!" he cried, with a sob. "Have pity on me." The door opened; two of the Imperial Guards appeared. "Thou slayest me," he said in Hebrew.
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