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Break their bonds; let love enfold thee; Off, and fly with me;"--he saith. "Off! while priests are cutting capers-- Priests of beetles, cats, and tapirs, Brutes, who would thy beauty truck, For an inch of yellow muck. "Lo, my horse, _Pyropus_, yearneth For the touch of thy light form; Like the lightning, his eye burneth; And his nostril, like the storm. XII "What are those unholy pagans? Can they ride? No more than Dagons. Fishtails ne'er could sit a steed; That belongs to Esau's seed. "I will make thee Queen of far lands, Flocks, and herds, and camel-trains, Milk and honey, fruit and garlands, Vines and venison, woods and wains. "God is with us; He shall speed us; Or (if this vile crew impede us) Let some light into their brain, By the sword of Tubal Cain." XIII "Nay," she answered, deeply sighing, As the maid grew womanish-- "Love, how hard have I been trying' To believe the thing I wish! "Thou hast taught me holy teachings, Where to offer my beseechings, Homage due to Heaven alone, Not to ghosts, and graven stone, "Thou hast shown me truth and freedom, Love, and faith in One most High; But thou hast not, Prince of Edom, Taught me therewithal, to lie. XIV "Little cause had I for fretting, None on earth to be regretting; Till I saw thee, brave and kind; And my heart undid my mind. "Better, if the Gods had slain me, When no difference could be; Ere the joy had come to pain me, And, alas, my dear one, thee! "But shall my poor life throw shame on Royal lineage of Amor? Tis of Egypt's oldest strains; Kingly blood flows in my veins. XV "Thou hast seen; my faith is plighted, That I will not fly my doom. Honour is a flower unblighted, Though the fates cut off its bloom. "I have sent my last sun sleeping, And I am ashamed of weeping. God, my new God, give me grace To be worthy of my race. "Though this death our bodies sever, Thou shalt find me there above; Where I shall be learning ever, To be worthy of thy love." XVI From his gaze she turned, to borrow Pride's assistance against sorrow-- God vouchsafes that
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