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sacred name Of piety or lore, the Brahmins claim: In wildest rituals, vain and painful, lost, Brahma,[474] their founder, as a god they boast.[475] To crown their meal no meanest life expires, Pulse, fruit, and herbs alone their board requires: Alone, in lewdness riotous and free, No spousal ties withhold, and no degree: Lost to the heart-ties, to his neighbour's arms, The willing husband yields his spouse's charms: In unendear'd embraces free they blend; Yet, but the husband's kindred may ascend The nuptial couch: alas, too blest, they know } Nor jealousy's suspense, nor burning woe; } The bitter drops which oft from dear affection flow. } But, should my lips each wond'rous scene unfold, Which your glad eyes will soon amaz'd behold, Oh, long before the various tale could run, Deep in the west would sink yon eastern sun. In few, all wealth from China to the Nile, All balsams, fruit, and gold on India's bosom smile." While thus, the Moor his faithful tale reveal'd, Wide o'er the coast the voice of Rumour swell'd; As, first some upland vapour seems to float Small as the smoke of lonely shepherd cote, Soon o'er the dales the rolling darkness spreads, And wraps in hazy clouds the mountain heads, The leafless forest and the utmost lea; And wide its black wings hover o'er the sea: The tear-dropp'd bough hangs weeping in the vale, And distant navies rear the mist-wet sail. So, Fame increasing, loud and louder grew, And to the sylvan camp resounding flew: "A lordly band," she cries, "of warlike mien, Of face and garb in India never seen, Of tongue unknown, through gulfs undar'd before, Unknown their aim, have reach'd the Indian shore." To hail their chief the Indian lord prepares, And to the fleet he sends his banner'd Nayres: As to the bay the nobles press along, The wond'ring city pours th' unnumber'd throng. And now brave GAMA, and his splendid train, Himself adorn'd in all the pride of Spain, In gilded barges slowly bend to shore, While to the lute the gently falling oar Now, breaks the surges of the briny tide, And now, the strokes the cold fresh stream divide. Pleas'd with the splendour of the Lusian band, On every bank the crowded thousands stand. Begirt with, high-plum'd nobles,
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