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...that vanish while he sips, Like dead sea-fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ; His country's curse, his children's shame, Outcast...While lakes that shone in mockery nigh Are fading oft, uutouch'd, untested, Like the once glorious hopes he blasted; And when from earth his spirit flies,...

...that vanish while he sips, Like Dead-Sea fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ! His country's curse, his children's shame, Outcast...nigh Are fading off, untouch'd, untasted, Like the once-glorious hopes he blasted ! And, when from earth his spirit flies, Just Prophet, let the damn'd-one...

...that vanish while he sips, Like Dead-Sea fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ! His country's curse, his children's shame, Outcast...nigh Are fading off, untouch'd, untasted, Like the once-glorious hopes he blasted ! And, when from earth his spirit flies, Just Prophet, let the damn'd-one...

...that vanish while he sips, Like Dead-Sea fruits, that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ! His country's curse, his children's shame, Outcast...fame, May he, at last, with lips of flame, On the parched desert, thirsting;, die, — While lakes, that shone in mockery nigh, Are fading off, untouch'd,...

...that vanish while he sips, Like Dead Sea fruits that tempt the eye, But turn to ashes on the lips ! His country's curse ! — his children's shame ! Outcast...untasted, Like the once glorious hopes he blasted." Moore's Lalla Rookh. DAYS rolled away, and the dungeons of Lyons yet contained the hapless Henry. Twice...