Chapter II

‘Speak, Japazaws,’ with sadden’d tone,
The anxious monarch said;
‘Another cloud of blackness now
‘Is settling o’er my head--
‘Soon as I saw thy steps approach,
‘I felt it in the air,
‘I felt it in my aching heart,
‘I felt it every where.
‘I see it now in thy speaking eye,
‘So sorrowful and wild--
‘Speak out thy thoughts, and tell what blight
‘Has come upon my child.’