"Is it," exclaimed Gulbeyaz, "as you say?

I wish to heaven he would not shine till morning!

But bid my women form the milky way.

Hence, my old comet! give the stars due warning—[FT]And, Christian! mingle with them as you may,

And as you'd have me pardon your past scorning——-"

Here they were interrupted by a humming

Sound, and then by a cry, "The Sultan's coming!"