Opeu'd and gave the entrance. Then she turn'd

To Thalaba and said,

«Go, in the name of God!
I cannot enter -I must wait the end

In hope and agony.
God and Mabommed prosper thee,

For thy sake and for ours!»

Four living pinions, headless, bodyless, Sprung from one stem that branch'd below

In four down-arching limbs, And clench'd the car-rings endlong and athwart

With claws of griffin grasp.


But not on these, the depths so terrible,
The wonderous wings, fix'd Thalaba his eye;

For there, upon the brink,
With fiery fetters fastend to the rock,

A man, a living man, tormented lay,
The young Othatha ; in the arms of love,
He who had lingered out the auspicious hour,

Forgetful of bis call. In shuddering piry, Thalaba exclaim'd, « Servant of God, can I not succour thee ?» He groan'd, and answered, « Son of Man, I sinn'd, and am tormented; I endure

In patience and in liope. The hour that shall destroy the Race of Hell,

That hour shall set me free.»

He tarried not,-he past
The threshold, over which was no return.
All carthly thoughts, all human hopes

And passions now put off,
He cast no backward glance
Towards the gleam of day.

There was a light within,
A yellow light, as when the antumnal Sun,

Through travelling rain and mist

Shines on the evening hills.
Whether, from central fires effus'd,

Or if the sun-beams, day by day,
From earliest generations, there absorbid,
Were gathering for the wrath-flame. Shade was none

In those portentous vaults ;
Crag overhanging, nor columnal rock

Cast its dark outline there;
For, with the hot and heavy atmosphere,
The light incorporate, permeating all,

Spread over all its equal yellowness.
There was no motion in the lifeless air,

He felt no stirring as he past

Adown the long descent; He heard not his own footsteps on the rock, That through the thick stagnation sent no sound.

How sweet it were, he thought,

To feel the flowing wind !

With what a chirst of joy
He should breathe in the open gales of heaven!


XV. « Is it not come ?» quoth Thalaba, « Yea! by this omen!»—and with fearless hand He grasp'd the burning fetters, « in the name

Of God!»—and from the rock
Rooted the rivets, and adown the fulph
Hurl'd them. The rush of flames roard up,

For they had kindled in their fall
The deadly vapours of the pit profound,
And Thalaba bent on, and look'd below.

But vainly he explor'd

The deep abyss of fame, That sunk beyond the plunge of mortal eye,

Now all ablaze, as if infernal fires

Illum'd the world beneath.
Soon was the poison-fuel spent,

The name grew pale and dim,
And dimmer now it fades, and now quench'd,

And all again is dark,

Save where the yellow air
Enters a little in, and mingles slow.


Downward, and downward still, and still the way,

The long, long, way is safe.
Is there no secret wile,

No lurking enemy?
His watchful eye is on the wall of rock, -
And warily he marks the roof,

And warily survey'd

The path that lay before.
Downward, and downward still, and still the way,

The long, long way is safe ;
Rock only, the same light,

The same dead atmosphere,
And solitude, and silence like the grave.


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At length, the long descent

Ends on a precipice;
No feeble ray entered its dreadful gulph,

Por, in the pit profound,
Black Darkness, utter Night,

Repelld the hostile gleam;
And, o'er the surface, the light atmosphere

Floated, and mingled not. Above the depth, four over-awning wings, Unplum'd, and huge and strong,

Bore up a little car;

XVI. Meantime, the freed Othatha claspt his knees,

And cried, « Deliverer !» struggling then With joyful hope, « and where is she,» he cried, « Whose promis'd coming for so many a year->

« Go!» answered Thalaba,
«She waits thee at the gates.»

« And in thy triumph,» he replied, « There thou wilt join us ?»— The Deliverer's eye Glanced on the abyss, way else was none

The depth was unascendable.

« Await not me,» he cried, My path hath been appointed ! go-embark ! Return to life,-- live happy !»


But thy name, That through the nations we may blazon it,

That we may bless thee !

Bless the merciful!

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Sprung and smote the stony doors, And bade them, in the name of God, give way!

Then Thalaba pronounced the name of God,

And leapt into the car.
Down, down, it sunk,--down, down-

He neither breathes nor sees;
His eyes are clos'd for giddiness,
His breath is sinking with the fall.
The air that yields beneath the car,

Inflates the wings above.
Down-down-a mighty depth !--
Was then the Simorg, with the Powers of ill,

Associate to destroy ?
And was that lovely Mariner

A fiend as false as fair?
For still he sinks down-down-
But ever the uprushing wiod

Inflates the wings above,
And still the struggling wings

Repel the rushing wind.
Down-down-and now it strikes.

XXI. The dying Fiend, beneath him, at that name

Tossed in worse agony,
And the rocks shuddered, and the rocky doors
Rent at the voice asucder. Lo! within-

The Teraph and the Fire,
And Khawla, and in mail complete

Mohareb for the strife.
But Thalaba, with numbing force,

Smites his rais'd arm, and rushes by ;
For now he sees the fire, amid whose flames,
On the white ashes of Hodeirah, lies

Hodeirah's holy Sword.

He stands and totters giddily,
All objects round, awhile

Float dizzy on his sight;
Collected soon,

he gazes for the way. There was a distant light that led his search ;

The torch a broader blaze, The unprun'd taper flares a longer same, But this was fierce, as is the noon-tide sun, So, in the glory of its rays intense, It quiver'd with green glow.

Beyond was all unseen,

No eye could penetrate
That upendurable excess of light.

He rushes to the fire ;

Then Khawla met the youth,
And leapt upon him, and, with clinging arms,

Clasps him, and calls Mobarel now to aim The effectual vengeance. O fool! fool I he sees His Father's Sword, and who shali bar his way? Who stand against the fury of that arm

That spurns her to the earth ? She rises balf, she twists around his knees,

A moment—and hie vainly strives

To shake her from her hold;
Impatient, then into her cursed breast

He stamps his crushing heel,
And from her body, heaving now in death,

Springs forward to the Sword,

The co-existent Flame
Knew the Destroyer; it encircled him,

up his robe, and gathered round his head;
Condensing to intenser splendour there,
Ilis Crown of Glory, and his Light of Life,

Hovered the irradiate wreath.

XIX. Il veil'd no friendly form, thought Thalaba;

And wisely did he deem, For, at the threshold of the rocky door, Hugest and fiercest of his kind accurst, Fit warden of the sorcery gate,

A rebel A freet lay." He scented the approach of human food, And hungry hope kindled his eye of fire. Raising his hand to save the dazzled sense,

Onward held Thalaba,
And lifted still at times a rapid glance ;

Till the due distance gain'd,
With head abas'd, he laid

The arrow in its rest.
With steady effort, and knit forehead then,

Full on the painful light, He fix'd his aching eye, and loos'd the bow.

The moment Thalaba had laid his hand

Upon his Father's Sword,

The Living Image in the inner cave
Smote the Round Altar. The Domdaniel rock'd

Through all its thundering vaults;
Over the Surface of the reeling Earth,

The alarum shock was felt;
The Sorcerer brood, all, all, where'er dispersed,
Perforce obey'd the summons; all... they came

Compellid by Hell and Heaven;

By Hell compell’d to keep

Their baptism-covenant, And, with the union of their strength, Oppose the common danger; forced by Heaven

To share the common doom.

XX. An anguish-yell ensued; And sure, no human voice had scope or power

For that prodigious shriek,
Whose pealing echoes thundered up the rock.

Dim grew the dying light,
But Thalaba leapt onward to the doors

Now visible beyond.
And while the Afreet warden of the way
Was writhing with his death-pangs, over him

Vain are all spells! the Destroyer

Treads the Domdaniel floor!
They crowd with human arms, and human force,

To crush the single foe;
Vain is all human force!

And calm in terror he belield The approach of the Destroyer.

He wields his Father's Sword, The vengeance of awaken'd Deity! But chief on Thalaba Moharcb prest.

The language of the inspired Witch

Announced one fatal blow for both, And, desperate of self-safety, yet he hop'd To serve the cause of Eblis, and uphold

His empire, true in death.

Sure of his stroke, and therefore in pursuit
Following, nor blind, nor hasty, on his foe,
Mov'd the Destroyer. Okba met his way,

Of all that brotherhood
He only fearless, miserable man,

The one that had no hope. « On me, on me," the childless Sorcerer cried, « Let fall the weapon! I am he who stole

Upon the midnight of thy Father's tent; This is the hand that pierced Hodeiral's heart, That felt thy brethren's and thy sister's blood Gush round the dagger-lilt. Let fall on me The fated sword! the vengeance-lour is come!

Destroyer, do thy work!»

Who shall withstand the Destroyer?
Scattered before the sword of Thalaba

The sorcerer throng recede,
And leave him space for combat. Wretched man,

What shall the helmet or the shield avail
Against Almighty anger?.. wretched man,
Too late Mohareb finds that he hath chosen
The evil part! . . He rears his shield

To meet the Arabian's sword, ..
Under the edge of that fire-hardened steel,
The shield falls severed ; his cold arm
Rings with the jarring blow:..

He lifts his seymctar,
A second stroke, and lo! the broken hilo

Hangs from his palsied hand!
And now he bleeds! and now he flies!
Anu fain would hide bimself amid the throng,

But they feel the sword of Hodeirah,
And they also fly from the ruin!
And hasten to the inner cave,

And fall all fearfully

Around the Giant Idol's feet, Seekiog salvation from the Power they serv'd.

XXX. Nor wile, nor weapon, had the desperate wretch:

He spread his bosom to the stroke. « Old man,

I strike thee not!» said Thalaba; « The evil thou hast done to me and mine

Brought its own bitter punishment,
For thy dear Daughter's sake, I pardon thee,
As I do hope Ileaven's pardon... For her sake,
Repent while time is yet!... thou hast my prayers
To aid thee; thou poor signer, cast thyself

Upon the goodness of offeoded God!
I speak in Laila's name! and what if now
Thou canst not think to join in Paradise
Her spotless Spirit,. .hatlı not Allah made
Al-Araf, in his wisdom? 2 where the sight

Of heaven shall kindle in the penitent
The strong and purifying fire of hope.
Till, at the day of judgment, he shall see

The Mercy-Gates unfold.»

XSXI. The astonishi'd man stood gazing as lie spake, At length his heart was soften'd, and the tears

Gush'd, and he sobb'd aloud.

Then suddenly was heard The all-beholding Prophet's divine voice, « Thou hast done well, my Servant!

Ask and receive thy reward !»

It was a Living Image, by the art
of magic hands, of flesh and bones compos'd,
And human blood, through veins and arteries
That flowd with vital action. In the shape

Of Eblis it was made;
Its stature such, and such ils strength,

As when among the sons of God
Pre-eminent, he rais'd his radiani head,
Prince of the Morning. On his brow

A coronel of meteor flames,
Flowing in points of light.

Self-pois'd in air before him,
Ilung the Round Altar, rolling like the World

On its diurnal axis, like the World
Chequer'd with sea and shore,

The work of Demon art.
For where the sceptre in the Idol's land
Touch'd the Round Altar, in its answering realm
Earth felt the stroke, and Ocean rose in storms,
And ruining Cities, shaken from their seat,

Crush'd all their habitants.
His other arm was rais'd, and its spread palm

Up-bore the ocean-weight,
Whose naked waters archd the sanctuary,

Sole prop and pillar he.


A deep and awful joy Seem'd to distend the heart of Thalaba; With arms in reverence crost upon his breast, Upseeking eyes suffused with transport-tears, He answered to the Voice, « Prophet of God,

Holy, and good, anıl bountiful! One only earthly wish have I, to work Thy will, and thy protection grants me that. Look on this Sorcerer! heavy are his crimes,

But infinite is mercy! if thy servant Have now found favour in the sight of God, Let him be touched with penitence, and save

His soul from utter death,»

Fallen on the ground, around his feet
The Sorcerers lay. Mohareb's quivering arms

Clung to the Idol's knees;
The Idol's face was pale,

XXXIII. « The groans of penitence,» replied tlie Voice,

« Never arise unheard!

col. 1. Note 4, page go,

And rested like a dome.

But, for thyself, prefer the prayer;
The treasure-house of Heaven
Is open to thy will.»

La mer n'est plus qu'un cercle aux yeux des Matelots,
Ou le Ciel forme un dôme appuyé sur les flots.

Le Nouveau Monde, par M. Le Suire.
Prophet of God!» then answered Thalaba,

Note 5, page 90, col. 2.
« Iam alone on earth :

Here studding azure tablatures. Thou knowest the secret wishes of my heart!

The magnificent Mosque at Tauris is faced with varDo with me as thou wilt! thy will is best.»

nished bricks, of various colours, like most fine build

ings in Persia, says Tavernier. One of its domes is XXXV.

covered with white flower-work upon a green ground; There issued forth no Voice to answer him;

the other has a black ground, spotted with white stars. But, lo! Hodeirah's Spirit comes to see

Gilding is also common upon oriental buildings. At His vengeance, and beside him, a pure form

Boghar in Bactria our old traveller Jenkinson' saw Of roseale light, his Angel mother hung.

« many houses, temples, and monuments of stone, « My child, my dear, my glorious... blessed.. Child,

sumptuously builded and gilt.» My promise is perform'd..fulfil thy work!»

lu l'egu « they consume about their Varely or idol

houses great store of leafe-gold, for that they overlay XXXVI.

all the tops of the houses with gold, and some of them Thalaba knew that his death hour was come, are covered with gold from the top to the foote; in coAnd on he leapt, and springing up,

vering whereof there is a great store of gold spent, for Into the Idol's heart

that every ten years they new overlay them with gold, Hilt deep he drove the Sword.

from the top to the foole, so that with tbis vanitie they The Ocean-Vault fell in, and all were crush'd. spend great aboundance of golde. For every ten years In the same moment, at the gate

the rain doth consume the gold from these houses.) Of Paradise, Oneiza's Houri form

Cæsar Frederick, in Hakluyt.
Welcom'd her Husband to eternal bliss.

A waste of ornament and labour characterises all the works of the Orientalists. I have seen illuminated Persian manuscripts that must each have been the toil of

many years, every page painted, not with representaNOTES.

tions of life and manners, but usually like the curves and lines of a lurkey carpet, conveying no idea what

ever, as absurd to the eye as nonsense-verses to the car. BOOK I.

The little of their literature that has reached us is equally

worthless. Our barbarian scholars have called ferNote 1, page 89, col. 2.

dusi the Oriental Homer. We have a specimen of his Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky.

poem; the translation is said to be bad, and certainly Henry More had a similar picture in his mind when must be unfaithful, for it is in rhyme; but the vilest he wrote of

copy of a picture at least represents the subject and the

composition. To make this Iliad of the East, as they Vast plains with lowly cottages forlorn, Rounded about with the low-wavering sky.

have sacrilegiously styled it, a good poem, would be

realizing the dreams of alchemy, and transmuung Note 2, page 89, col. 2.

lead into gold.

The Arabian Tales certainly abound with genius; It may be worti mentioning, that, according to Pietro they have lost their metaphorical rubbisli in passing della Valle, this is the name of which the Latins have through the filter of a rench translation. made Zenobia,

Note 6, page go, col. 2.
Note 3, page 89, col. 2.

Sennamar built at llirah, etc.
He gave, be takes away!

The Arabians call this palace one of the wonders of The Lord gave, and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the world. It was built for Nôman-al-Aouar, one of the name of the Lord.—Job i, 21.

those Arabian Kings who reigned at Hirah. A single I have placed a scripture phrase in the mouth of a

stone fastened the whole structure; the colour of the Mahommcdan; but it is a saying of Job, and there can walls varied frequently in a day. Nòman richly rebe no impropriety in making a modern Arab speak like warded the architect Sennamar; but recollecting after an ancient one. "Resiynation is particularly inculcated wards that he might build palaces equal, or superior ia by Mahommed, and of all his precepts it is that which beauty, for his rival kings, ordered that he should be bis followers have best observed: it is even the vice of thrown from the highest tower of the edifice.---D'Herthe East. It had been easy to have made Zeinab speak belot. from the Koran, if the tame language of the Koran could An African colony had been settled in the north of be remembered by the few who have toiled through its Ireland long before the arrival of the Neimledians. dull tautology. I thought it better to express a feeling It is recorded, that Neimheidh had employed four of of religion in that language with which our religious ideas are connected.


Saw Zeinab in ber bliss.

their artisans to erect for him iwo sumptuous palaces, reigned in the province of Hegiaz. They explained to which were so bighly finished, that, jealous lest they him the occasion of their journey, and demanded leave might construct others on the same, or perhaps a to proceed and perform their devotions at the Red grander plan, he had them privately made away with, Hillock, that they might procure rain. the day after they had completed their work.-O'Hal- Mortadh, who was the wisest of this company, and loran's History of Ireland.

who had been converted by the Prophet floud, often

remonstrated with his associates, that it was useless to Note 7, page 91, col. 1.

take this journey for the purpose of praying at this The paradise of Irem, etc.

chosen spot, unless they had previously adopted the The tribe of Ad were descended from Ad, the son of truths which the Prophet preached, and seriously reAus or Uz, the son of Irem, the son of Shem, the son of pented of their unbelief. For how, said he, can you Noah, who, after the confusion of toogues, settled in hope that God will shed upon us the abundant showers Al-Abküf, or the winding sauds in the province of Ba of his mercy, if we refuse to hear the voice of him dramaut, where his posterity greatly multiplied. Their whom he hath sent to instruct us? first King was Shedad, the son of Ad, of whom the east- Kail, who was one of the most obstinate in error, and ern writers deliver many fabulous things, particularly consequently of the Prophet's worst enemies, liearing that he finished the inaguificent city his father had be the discourses of his colleague, requested King Moawigun; wherein he built a fine palace, adorned with deli- yah to detain Mortadb prisoner, whilst he and the recious gardens, lo embellish which he spared neither mainder of his companions proceeded to make their cost nor labour, proposing thereby to create in his sub- prayers upon the Billock. Moàwiyalı consented, and, jects a superstitious veneration of himself as a God. This detaining Mortadh captive, permitted the others to purgarden or paradise was called the Garden of Irem, and is

sue their journey, and accomplish their vow. mentioned in the Koran, and often alluded to by the Kail, now the sole chief of the deputation, having arOriental writers. The city, they tell us, is still standing rived at the place, prayed thus, Lord, give to the people in the deserts of Aden, being preserved by Providence of Ad such rains as it shall please thee. ånd he had as a monument of divine justice, though it be invisible, scarcely finished when there appeared three clouds in unless very rarely, when God permits it to be seen: a the sky, one white, one red, the third black. At the same favour one Colabah pretended to have received in the time these words were heard to proceed from Heaven, reign of the Khalif Moawiyah, who sending for him to Chuse which of the three thou wilt. Kail chose the know the truth of the matter, Colabah related his whole black, which lie imagined the fullest, and most abundadventure: that, as lie was seeking a camel he had lost, ant in water, of which they were in extreme want. he found himself on a sudden at the gates of this city, After having chosen, he immediately quitted the place, and entering it, saw not one inhabitant; at which be- and took the road 10 liis own country, congratulating ing terrified, he stayed no longer than to take with him himself on the happy success of his pilgrimage. some fine stones, which he showed the Khalif.-Sale. As soon as Kail arrived in the valley of Magaith, a

The descendants of Ad in process of time falling from part of the territory of the Adites, le informed his the worship of the true God into idolatry, God sent the countrymen of the favourable answer lie had received, prophet Houd (who is generally agreed to be Heber) 10 and of the cloud which was soon to water all their lands. preach the unity of his essence, and reclaim them. The senseless people all came out of their houses to reHoud preached for many years to this people without ceive it; but this cloud, which was big with the divine effect, till God at last was weary of waiting for their vengeance, produced only a wind, most cold and most repentance. The first punishment which he inflicted violent, which the Arabs call Sarsar; it continued to was a famine of three years' continuance, during all blow for seven days and seven nights and exterminated which time the heavens were closed upon them. This, all the unbelievers of the country, leaving only the with the evils which it caused, destroyed a great part Prophet loud alive, and those who had heard him and of this people, who were then the richest and most turned to the faith.-D'Herbelot. powerful of all in Arabia.

Note 8, page 91, col. 1. The Adites seeing themselves reduced to this extre

O'er all the winding sands. mity, and receiving no succour from their false gods, resolved to make a pilgrimage to a place in the pro

Al Ahkaf signifies the Winding Sands. vince of Hegiaz, where at present Mecca is situated.

Note 9, page 91, col. 2. There was then a hillock of red sand there, around

Detects the ebony which a great concourse of different people might al

I have heard from a certain Cyprian botanist, that the as the unfaithful, believed that by visiting this spot it is never seen exposed to the sun : that its roots are in ways be seen; and all these nations, the faithful as well Ebony does not produce either leaves or fruit, and that with devotion, they should obtain from God whatever

deed under the earth, which the Æthiopians dig out, they petitioned for, respecting the wants and necessities

and that there are men among them skilled in finding of life.

'The Adites having then resolved to undertake this the place of its concealment.—Pausanias, translateillon religious journey, chose seventy men, at whose head

Taylor. they appointed Mortadh and Kail, the two most consi

Note 10, page 92, col. 1. derable personages of the country, to perform this duty

We to our Idols still applied for aid. in the name of the whole nation, and by this means The Adites worshipped four Idols, Sakiah the disprocure rain from Ilcaven, without which their coun- penser of rain, llafedala the protector of travellers,

The deputies departed, and were Razekah the giver of food, and Salemah the preserver hospitably received by Moawiyalı, wlio at that time in sickness.- D'Herbelot.


try must be ruined.

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