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Updated: September 20, 2025
'A glorious vision! said the Prince of the Captivity. 'Very different from Hamadan, said the physician of the Caliph. 'To-day I have seen wonders, said Alroy. 'The world is opening to you, said Honain. Alroy did not reply; but after some minutes he said, in a hesitating voice, 'Who was that lady? 'The Princess Schirene, replied Honain, 'the favourite daughter of the Caliph.
'I am no conqueror, fair Schirene, but a slave more lowly than when I first bowed humbly in your presence. 'And bore away a token not forgotten. Your rosary is here. 'Let me claim it. It has been my consolation in much peril, beauteous lady. On the eve of battle I wound it round my heart. She held forth the rosary, and turned away her head. Her hand remained in his; he pressed it to his lips.
'Twas midnight. Schirene reposed in the arms of Alroy. The Caliph, who was restless and anxious for the arrival of Scherirah, was scarcely slumbering when the sound of a voice thoroughly aroused him. He looked around; he beheld the spectre of Jabaster. His hair stood on end, his limbs seemed to loosen, a cold dew crept over his frame, as he gazed upon the awful form within a yard of his couch.
Come, come, sweet bird, a boon, a boon unto thy own Schirene, who was so frightened by these wicked men! I fear it has done more mischief than thou deemest. Ay! robbed us of our hopes. It may be so. A boon, a boon! It is not much I ask: a traitor's head. Come, give me thy signet ring. It will not; nay, then, I'll take it. What, resist! I know thou oft hast told me a kiss could vanquish all denial.
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