"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!"