24.

Then Yamen said, O thou to whom by Fate, Alone of all mankind, this lot is given, Daughter of Earth, but now the Child of Heaven! Go with thy heavenly Mate,

Partaker now of his immortal bliss ;
Go to the Swerga Bowers,

And there recall the hours
Of endless happiness.

25.

But that sweet Angel, for she still retain'd
Her human loves and human piety,
As if reluctant at the God's commands,
Linger'd, with anxious eye

Upon her Father fix'd, and spread her hands
Toward him wistfully.

Go! Yamen said, nor cast that look behind
Upon Ladurlad at this parting hour,
For thou shalt find him in thy Mother's Bower.

26.

The Car, for Carmala his word obey'd,
Moved on, and bore away the Maid,

While from the Golden Throne the Lord of Death
With love benignant on Ladurlad smiled,
And gently on his head his blessing laid.
As sweetly as a Child,

Whom neither thought disturbs nor care encumbers,
Tired with long play, at close of summer day,
Lies down and slumbers,

Even thus as sweet a boon of sleep partaking,

By Yamen blest, Ladurlad sunk to rest. Blessed that sleep! more blessed was the waking!

For on that night a heavenly morning broke, The light of heaven was round him when he woke, And in the Swerga, in Yedillian's Bower, All whom he loved he met, to part no more.

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