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To deem them accents of another land,

And such they were, and meant to meet an earThat hears him not — alas! that cannot hear!

XIV.

His page approach’d, and he alone appear’dTo know the import of the words they heard;And, by the changes of his cheek and brow.They were not such as Lara should avow.

Nor he interpret, yet with less surpriseThan those around their chieftains state he eyes.But Lara's prostrate form he bent beside, 241And in that tongue which seem’d his own replied.And Lara heeds those tones that gently seemTo soothe away the horrors of his dream;

If dream it were, that thus could overthrowA breast that needed not ideal woe.

XV.

VVhate’er his phrenzy drcamM or eye beheld.If yet remember’d ne’er to be reveal'd,

Hests at his heart: the custuui’d morning came.And breath’d new vigour iu his shaken frame; 25 o

And solace sought he none from priest nor leech.And soon the same in movement and in speechAs heretofore he bird the passing hours,

Nor less he smiles, nor more his forehead loursIhau these were wont; and if the coming night