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"There's dust upon the distant wind, and shadow on the skies, And anxiously the maiden strains her long-expecting eyes And fancies she can catch the light far flashing from the sword, And see the silver crescents raised, of him, the Mogul lord.

"She stands upon a lofty tower, and gazes o’er the plain: Alas! that eyes so beautiful, should turn on heaven in vain. ’Tis but a sudden storm whose weight is darkening on the air, The lightning sweeps the hill, but shows no coming warriors there.

"Yet crimson as the morning ray, she wears the robe of pride That binds the gallant Humaioon, a brother, to her side; His gift, what time around his arm, the glittering band was rolled, With stars of ev'ry precious stone enwrought in shining gold.