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"Oh! not my brother!--yet unsay-- God! am I left alone on earth To mourn--I dare not curse--the day[gi] That saw my solitary birth? 650 Oh! thou wilt love me now no more! My sinking heart foreboded ill; But know _me_ all I was before, Thy sister--friend--Zuleika still. Thou led'st me here perchance to kill; If thou hast cause for vengeance, see! My breast is offered--take thy fill! Far better with the dead to be Than live thus nothing now to thee: Perhaps far worse, for now I know 660 Why Giaffir always seemed thy foe; And I, alas! am Giaffir's child, For whom thou wert contemned, reviled. If not thy sister--would'st thou save My life--Oh! bid me be thy slave!"