[Pppehrserver-law-eu] searchers, and, seizing a brand from th

Kingman Randolph chisimaio at strakos.eu
Sat Mar 27 03:46:53 CET 2010


Other.' 'I have a
silly fancy for this ring: you hesitate.
Search my palace, and choose the treasure you deem its match.'
'Noble sir, the gem is little worth; but were it
such might deck a Caliph's brow, 'twere a poor recompense for all thy
goodness. This ring is a trust rather than
a possession, and strange to say, although I cannot offer it to thee who
mayst command, as thou hast saved, the life of its unhappy wearer, some
stranger may cross my path to-morrow, and almost claim it as his own.'
'And that stranger is----' 'The brother of the donor.' 'The brother of
Jabaster?' 'Jabaster!' 'Even
so. I am that parted brother.' 'Great is the God of Israel! Take the
ring. But what is this? the brother of Jabaster
a turbaned chieftain! a Moslem! Say, but say, that thou hast not assumed
their
base belief; say, but say, that thou hast not become a traitor to our
covenant, and I will bless the fortunes of this hour.' 'I am false to no
God. Calm thyself, sweet youth. These are higher questions
than thy faint strength can master now. Another time we'll talk of
this, my boy; at present of my brother and thyself. He lives and
prospers?' 'He lives in faith; the pious ever prosper.' 'A glorious
dreamer!
Though our moods are different, I ever loved him.
And thyself? Thou art not what thou seemest. Tell me all. Jabaster's
friend can be no common mind. Thy form has heralded thy fame. Trust me.'
'I am Alroy.' 'What! the Prince of our Captivity?' 'Even so.' 'The
slayer of Alschiroch?' 'Ay!' 'My sympathy was prophetic. I loved thee
from the first. And what dost thou here? A price is set upon thy head:
thou knowest it?' 'For the first time; but I am neither astonished

nor alarmed. I am upon the Lord's business.' 'What wouldst
thou?' 'Free his people.' 'The pupil of Jabaster: I see it all. Another
victim to his reveries. I'll save this boy. David,--for thy name must
not be sounded within this city,--the sun is dying. Let us to the
terrace, and seek the solace of the twilight breez
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