X.

"I said I was not what I seemed; And now thou see'st my words were true: I have a tale thou hast not dreamed, If sooth--its truth must others rue. My story now 'twere vain to hide, I must not see thee Osman's bride: But had not thine own lips declared How much of that young heart I shared, 640 I could not, must not, yet have shown The darker secret of my own. In this I speak not now of love; That--let Time--Truth--and Peril prove: But first--Oh! never wed another-- Zuleika! I am not thy brother!"