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PIZARRO lands with the Forces His meeting with ATALIBA Its un	A
happy consequences ZORAI dies ATALIBA imprisoned and strangled	B
Despair of ALZIRA	C
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Flush'd with impatient hope the martial band	D
By stern PIZARRO led approach the land	D
No terrors arm his hostile brow for guile	E
Seeks to betray with candour's open smile	E
Too artless for distrust the Monarch springs	F
To meet his latent foe on friendship's wings	F
On as he moves with dazzling splendour crown'd	G
His feather'd chiefs the golden throne surround	G
The waving canopy its plume displays	H
Whose waving hues reflect the morning rays	H
With native grace he hails the warrior train	I
Who stood majestic on PERUVIA'S plain	I
In all the savage pomp of armour drest	G
The frowning helmet and the nodding crest	G
Yet themes of joy PIZARRO'S lips impart	G
And charm with eloquence the simple heart	G
Unfolding to the monarch's wond'ring thought	G
All that inventive arts the rude have taught	G
And now he bids the musing spirit rise	J
Above the circle of surrounding skies	J
Presents the page that sheds Religion's light	G
O'er the dark mist of intellectual night	G
While thrill'd with awe the monarch trembling stands	K
He dropp'd the hallow'd volume from his hands	K
Sudden while frantic zeal each breast inspires	L
And shudd'ring demons fan the rising fires	M
The bloody signal waves the banners play	N
The naked sabres flash their streaming ray	N
The trumpet rolls its animating sound	G
And the loud cannon rend the vault around	G
While fierce in sanguine rage the sons of Spain	I
Rush on Peru's unarm'd defenceless train	I
The fiends of slaughter urg'd their dire career	C
And virtue's guardian spirits dropped a tear	C
Mild ZORAI fell deploring human strife	O
And clos'd with prayer his consecrated life	O
In vain PERUVIA'S chiefs undaunted stood	G
Shield their lov'd Prince and bathe his robes in blood	G
Touch'd with heroic ardour cling around	G
And high of soul receive each fatal wound	G
Dragg'd from his throne and hurried o'er the plain	I
The wretched Monarch swells the captive train	I
With iron grasp the frantic Prince they bear	C
And feel their triumph in his wild despair	C
Deep in the gloomy dungeon's lone domain	I
Lost ATALIBA wore the galling chain	I
The earth's cold bed refus'd oblivious rest	G
While throbb'd the woes of thousands at his breast	G
ALZIRA'S desolating moan he hears	P
And with the monarch's blends the lover's tears	Q
Soon had ALZIRA felt affliction's dart	G
Pierce her soft soul and rend her bleeding heart	G
Its quick pulsations paus'd and chill'd with dread	G
A livid hue her fading cheek o'erspread	G
No tear the mourner shed she breath'd no sigh	R
Her lips were mute and clos'd her languid eye	R
Fainter and slower heav'd her shiv'ring breast	G
And her calm'd passions seem'd in death to rest	G
At length reviv'd 'mid rising heaps of slain	I
She prest with hurried step the crimson plain	I
The dungeon's gloomy depth she fearless sought	G
For love with scorn of danger arm'd her thought	G
She reach'd the cell where ATALIBA lay	N
Where human vultures haste to seize their prey	N
In vain her treasur'd wealth PERUVIA gave	S
This dearer treasure from their grasp to save	S
ALZIRA lo the ruthless murd'rers come	T
This moment seals thy ATALIBA'S doom	U
Ah what avails the shriek that anguish pours	V
The look that mercy's lenient aid implores	V
Torn from thy clinging arms thy throbbing breast	G
The fatal cord his agony supprest	G
In vain the livid corpse she firmly clasps	V
And pours her sorrows o'er the form she grasps	V
The murd'rers soon their struggling victim tear	C
From the lost object of her soul's despair	C
The swelling pang unable to sustain	I
Distraction throbb'd in every beating vein	I
Its sudden tumults seize her yielding soul	W
And in her eye distemper'd glances roll	W
They come the mourner cried with panting breath	X
To give the lost ALZIRA rest in death	X
One moment more ye bloody forms bestow	G
One moment more for ever cares my woe	G
Lo where the purple evening sheds her light	G
On blest remains O hide them pitying night	G
Slow in the breeze I see the verdure wave	S
That shrouds with tufted grass my lover's grave	S
Hark on its wand'ring wing in mildness blows	V
The murm'ring gale nor wakes his deep repose	V
And see yon hoary form still lingers there	C
Dishevell'd by rude winds his silver hair	C
O'er his chill'd bosom falls the winter rain	I
I feel the big drops on my wither'd brain	I
Not for himself that tear his bosom steeps	V
For his lost child it flows for me he weeps	V
No more the dagger's point shall pierce thy breast	G
For calm and lovely is thy silent rest	G
Yet still in dust these eyes shall see thee roll	W
Still the sad thought shall waste ALZIRA'S soul	W
What bleeding phantom moves along the storm	Y
It is my ATALIBA'S well known form	Y
Approach ALZIRA'S breast no terrors move	Z
Her fears are all for ever lost in love	A2
Safe on the hanging cliff I now can rest	G
And press its pointed pillow to my breast	G
He weeps in heaven he weeps I feel his tear	C
It chills my trembling heart yet still 'tis dear	C
To him all joyless are the realms above	A2
That pale look speaks of pity and of love	A2
Ah come descend in yonder bending cloud	G
And wrap ALZIRA in thy misty shroud	G
As roll'd her wand'ring glances wild around	G
She snatch'd a reeking sabre from the ground	G
Firmly her lifted hand the weapon prest	G
And deep she plung'd it in her panting breast	G
'Tis but a few short moments that divide	G
She falt'ring said then sunk on earth and died	G

Helen Maria Williams

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