CXXV. At length, in an imperial way, she laid Look'd into his for love, where none replies: CXXVI. This was an awkward test, as Juan found, But he was steel'd by sorrow, wrath, and pride; With gentle force her white arms he unwound, And seated her all drooping by his side: Then rising haughtily he glanced around, And looking coldly in her face, he cried, "The prison'd eagle will not pair, nor I Serve a sultana's sensual phantasy. CXXVII. "Thou ask'st if I can love? be this the proof How much I have loved-that I love not thee! In this vile garb, the distaff, web, and woof, Were fitter for me: love is for the free; I am not dazzled by this splendid roof. Whate'er thy power, and great it seems to be, Heads bow, knees bend, eyes watch around a throne, And hands obey-our hearts are still our own." CXXVIII. This was a truth to us extremely trite, Not so to her who ne'er had heard such things; She deem'd her least command must yield delight, Earth being only made for queens and kings. If hearts lay on the left side or the right She hardly knew, to such perfection brings Legitimacy its born votaries, when Aware of their due royal rights o'er men. CXXIX. Besides, as has been said, she was so fair A kingdom or confusion any where; And also, as may be presumed, she laid CXXX. Remember, or (if you cannot) imagine, Ye! who have kept your chastity when young, While some more desperate dowager has been waging Love with you, and been in the dog-days stung By your refusal, recollect her raging! Or recollect all that was said or sung On such a subject; then suppose the face Of a young downright beauty in this case. CXXXI. Suppose, but you already have supposed, Of good examples; pity that so few by To educate ye youth of Europe-you by ! But when you have supposed the few we know, You can't suppose Gulbeyaz' angry brow. CXXXII. A tigress robb'd of young, a lioness, Or any interesting beast of prey, Are similes at hand for the distress Of ladies who cannot have their own way; CXXXIII. The love of offspring 's nature's general law, From tigresses and cubs to ducks and ducklings; There's nothing whets the beak or arms the claw, Like an invasion of their babes and sucklings; And all who have seen a human nursery, saw How mothers love their children's squalls and chucklings; And this strong extreme effect (to tire no longer Your patience) shows the cause must still be stronger. CXXXIV. If I said fire flash'd from Gulbeyaz' eyes, 'T were nothing-for her eyes flash'd always fire ; Or said her cheeks assumed the deepest dyes, I should but bring disgrace upon the dyer, So supernatural was her passion's rise; For ne'er till now she knew a check'd desire : Even you who know what a check'd woman is (Enough, God knows!) would much fall short of this. CXXXV. Her rage was but a minute's, and 't was well- Nought's more sublime than energetic bile, Like ocean warring 'gainst a rocky isle; CXXXVI. A vulgar tempest 't were to a typhoon Perhaps the fault of her soft sex and age Her wish was but to "kill, kill, kill," like Lear's, CXXXVII. A storm it raged, and like the storm it pass'd, Pass'd without words—in fact she could not speak; But now it flow'd in natural and fast, As water through an unexpected leak, CXXXVIII. It teaches them that they are flesh and blood, That urns and pipkins are but fragile brothers, Though not all born of the same sires and mothers: CXXXIX. Her first thought was to cut off Juan's head; Her fifth, to call her maids and go to bed; Her sixth, to stab herself; her seventh, to sentence 17 CXL. She thought to stab herself, but then she had So that a poniard pierces if 't is stuck hard. She thought of killing Juan-but, poor lad! Though he deserved it well for being so backward, The cutting off his head was not the art Most likely to attain her aim-his heart. CXLI. Juan was moved: he had made up his mind Rather than sin-except to his own wish; CXLII. As through his palms Bob Acres' valour oozed, Or as a dame repents her of her oath, CXLIII. So he began to stammer some excuses; But words are not enough in such a matter, Just as a languid smile began to flatter, CXLIV. "Bride of the Sun! and Sister of the Moon!" ('T was thus he spake) " and Empress of the Earth! Whose frown would put the spheres all out of tune, Whose smile makes all the planets dance with mirth, Your slave brings tidings-he hopes not too soonWhich your sublime attention may be worth; The Sun himself has sent me like a ray, To hint that he is coming up this way." "Is it," exclaim'd Gulbeyaz, CXLV. "as you say? I wish to Heaven he would not shine till morning! But bid my women form the milky way. Hence, my old comet! give the stars due warning- And, as you'd have me pardon your past scorning- CXLVI. First came her damsels, a decorous file, And then his highness' eunuchs, black and white; As to announce his visits a long while Before he came, especially at night; CXLVII. His highness was a man of solemn port, Shawl'd to the nose, and bearded to the eyes, CXLVIII. He went to mosque in state, and said his prayers With more than "oriental scrupulosity; He left to his vizier all state affairs, And show'd but little royal curiosity : I know not if he had domestic cares No process proved connubial animosity; Four wives and twice five hundred maids, unseen, CXLIX.. If now and then there happen'd a slight slip, The story scarcely pass'd a single lip The sack and sea had settled all in time, The public knew no more than does this rhyme. |