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Updated: June 11, 2025


"Hold thy head up, thou eager boy! Time a hope or two may destroy, Soon in thy eye though is beaming, Light that above thee is beaming! "Hold thy head up, and gaze about! Something thou'lt find that "Come!" does shout; Thousands of tongues it has bringing Tidings of peace with their singing.

Come, dame," he said, "thou'lt bring us a cup of tea; 'tis a good evening beverage," he added, turning to Egremont. "and what I ever take at this time. And if you care to light a pipe, you will find a companion."

He would not endure such insolence; he would stop where he was. The youth said "Thou'lt tarry here, and thy friend lying wounded in the wood yonder? So be it, then." The King's manner changed at once. He cried out "Wounded? And who hath dared to do it? But that is apart; lead on, lead on! Faster, sirrah! Art shod with lead? Wounded, is he?

For thou'lt yield her up to me, my son." He spoke with such confidence that Oliver had a difficulty in choosing the words that were to disillusion him. Therefore he stood in hesitancy a moment. "I will make good thy, loss," Asad ran on. "Thou shalt have the sixteen hundred philips paid and another five hundred to console thee. Say that will content thee; for I boil with impatience."

"If Naomi bless me with a single glance, * Let Su'ada sue and Juml joy to They said, "Forget her: twenty such thou'lt find." * But none is like her I will not forget!" He pressed the paper into the box and, sealing it up, wrote upon the cover the following words in Cufic characters, "I am Ni'amah of al-Rabi'a of Cufa."

He towered above her like some inspired prophet, with arms stretched out towards the fast approaching storm, and eyes uplifted to the thunderbolts of Jove. "I await thine answer," he said, "O daughter of the Cæsars." "My answer has been given, gracious lord," she murmured, "have I not said that my life was at thy service?" "Thou'lt obey?" "Command, O Cæsar!"

"Disloyal, mutinous dog! Wilt thou resist me me?" "It is my prayer that thou'lt not be so ungenerous and unjust as to compel thy servant to a course so hateful." Asad sneered. "Is that thy last word?" he demanded. "Save only that in all things else I am thy slave, O Asad." A moment the Basha stood regarding him, his glance baleful.

Lo, thou'lt see him lolling in his shop-front to be admired of this people marvelled at.

Whenever thy mortal race is run. White and forgiven, Thou'lt enter heaven, And pass, unchallenged, the Golden Gate, Where welcoming spirits watch and wait To hail thy coming with sweet accord To the Holy City of God the Lord!

It was evident that Polly Powell was ready to give up her latest lover in order that the glory of Tom's lustre might shine upon her; but her power over him had gone. "Nay, thou'lt come down to the Rose and Crown wi' us, won't 'a'?" cried another. "No, I am not going to the Rose and Crown," replied Tom. "Nay, you doan't mean to say you've turned teetotaler?"

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