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Not long did Meer Jah Asiph view Unmoved his brother's blissful state; Nor was it long ere envy grew, And jealousy, and deadly hate, In the dark soul where pity's beam Dwelled not—and soon the miscreant planned With horrid craft a treacherous scheme; And, aided by his lawless band, He seized upon the ill-watched keep, And slew its guardians in their sleep; And then—but let me draw a veil Before the horrors of the tale. Nour Juffeir stabbed, disarmed, and bound, Beheld with glazed and phrenzied eyes His wife and infants fall around, While on his heart the victim's cries Entered like scorpion stings—o'er wrought, That outraged heart could bear no more.