With balm a maiden soothed his throbbing veins.
No other soul came near save she a maid unknown.

Low whispers could he often hear without.
Fresh unctions were applied;
His wounds soon healed.
Whene'er he groaned swift flew she to his side:
At other times the maiden lay concealed.
At last she brought the news of Saladin's great rout.

The Saracen Maid's Secret.

What secret spring had moved this maiden's heart
To save her nation's fee,
At risk of life?
Far rather had he died than live to know
That precious secret was to be his wife.
Too well she knew that now 'twas death from him to part!

At length the lingering weeks of healing passed
He e'en must quit for aye
Her angel tent.
"Take me, Sir knight, to be your slave alway!
O leave me not, or my poor heart is rent!"
She said, and at his feet her tender form she cast.

He bade her rise! then heard her fearful tale--
An orphan doomed to be
A lifelong slave
And serve a tyrant's lust and infamy.
From such, Sir Harold swore he would her save,
Whate'er the cost the deed might to himself entail.

The Secret Assassin.

He smuggled her on board one darksome night.
In deepest hold she lay,
Till safe at sea.
And when at last they found the stow-away
The hearts of all rejoiced that she was free
While midst the sick she moved a minist'ring sprite.

When, too, they heard she'd saved Sir Harold's life
And why she wished to fly
Her native land,
They swore, as salt tears filled each manly eye,
To be her knight till safe on England's strand;
And happy would he be who won her then for wife!

On deck, one eve, she told Sir Harold, how,
She'd seen an English knight,
Sir Ralph by name,
Deal him his wound, then rush into the fight
And fall. He died; so never more could claim
Rowena's hand. Now would her haughty sire relent his vow?

The Light in the Turret Tower.

Rowena sings.
Burn bright, burn bright,
Dear light, sweet light,
To guide him back to me.
My knight, own knight,
Brave knight, true knight,
My love sent o'er the sea.

O light, O light,
Burn bright, burn bright,
And keep strict watch for me;
Some night, some night,
My knight, own knight,
Will come from o'er the sea.

Stars light, stars light,