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338 "And velvets I will give thee, And eastern rich perfumes, From Greece I 'll bring thee choicest veils, And shawls from Cashmere's looms:

"And I will give thee feathers white, To deck thy beauteous brow, Whiter than ev'n the ocean foam Our eastern waters know.

"And pearls to twine amid thy hair, Cool baths when heat 's above, And gold and jewels for thy neck, And for thy lips be—love!"

"O! what avail those riches all," Replied the Christian fair, "If from my father and my friends, My ladies, me you tear?

"Restore me, O! restore me, Moor, To my father's land, my own; To me more dear are Leon's towers Than thy Granada's throne."

Smoothing his beard, awhile the Moor In silence heard her speak; Then said as one who deeply thinks, With a tear upon his cheek,