Mahommedan Song

I HAVE piercing eyes—the eyes of falcons: I am of undoubted noble lineage: I can read the heart of Osman Aga: I was ask’d by Osman Aga’s mother: “Cursed witch: and yet most lovely maiden! Why with white and red dost paint thy visage? Fascinate no longer Osman Aga! I will speed me to the verdant forest, Build me up of maple-trees a dwelling, And lock up within it Osman Aga.”

Then the maid replied to Osman’s mother: “Lady Anka! Osman Aga’s mother— I have falcon eyes—and eyes of devils: With them I can ope thy maple dwelling— With them visit, too, thy Osman Aga.”