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Rh "Much hath been done—but more remains to do—

"Their galleys blaze—why not their city too?"

V.

Quick at the word—they seized him each a torch,

And fire the dome from minaret to porch.

A stern delight was fixed in Conrad's eye,

But sudden sunk—for on his ear the cry

Of women struck, and like a deadly knell

Knocked at that heart unmoved by Battle's yell.

"Oh! burst the Haram—wrong not on your lives

"One female form—remember—we have wives.

"On them such outrage Vengeance will repay;

"Man is our foe, and such 'tis ours to slay:

"But still we spared—must spare the weaker prey.

"Oh! I forgot—but Heaven will not forgive

"If at my word the helpless cease to live;

"Follow who will—I go—we yet have time

"Our souls to lighten of at least a crime."

He climbs the crackling stair—he bursts the door,

Nor feels his feet glow scorching with the floor;

His breath choked gasping with the volumed smoke,

But still from room to room his way he broke: