The Circassian Chief: A Romance of RussiaKingston, William Henry Giles
History
The Circassian Chief: A Romance of Russia
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Caucasus -- History -- Juvenile fiction
She bowed her head to conceal her embarrassment and agitation, and the
old Sibyl then advancing, thus addressed the strangers: "May the mighty
spirit who watches over the people of the Zingani protect you from all
dangers, for well do I foresee that you will require his all potent aid.
The strong wind bloweth on a sudden, and none can tell whence it
ariseth; so will dangers come thickly around you, nor can you foresee
from what quarters they will spring, but like the bold mariner who
steers his storm-driven bark amid rocks and quicksands to a safe port,
be prepared to meet and escape them, and you have nought to fear. And
thou, noble youth with the dark eye," she said, turning towards Ivan,
"the cold suns of Russia shone not upon thy birth. Thou earnest from a
far distant land, and thither thou must return, where a high and
glorious destiny awaits thee; the way will be stormy and dangerous, but
hesitate not to follow it; for last night did I read thy fate in the
starry firmament above, and it leads to what thou most desirest. And
thou, gallant Sir," she said, addressing Thaddeus, "with the joyous eye,
and light laugh, the stars smiled when I read thy destiny, and it will
be happy. Fare ye well! ye may never see the aged Hagar more, but
remember her words. Farewell!"
While the Sibyl was uttering this prophetical rhapsody, with all the
fervour of action and tone, which her supposed inspiration gave her, the
tribe stood round in attentive and respectful silence; and even the
young men were so struck by her impressive manner, that they could not
resist paying more attention to her words than, perhaps, their judgment
would have allowed them to bestow at other times.
"Thanks for your predictions, good mother, and may they prove true,"
exclaimed Thaddeus, who was always ready to give a light turn to
anything which appeared more serious than suited his humour; "and now,
our worthy host, we must in truth delay no longer, and bid our last
adieu."
"Not yet, by your leave, Sirs," answered the Gipsy, "I will, at least,
shew you the road which will lead you more directly, and in less time
across the forest; which, without my aid, you would scarcely find."
"The longer we keep your company, the better shall we be pleased,"
replied Thaddeus; "and therefore we again most willingly accept of your
offer."
Ivan had remained absorbed in thought, at the conclusion of the Sibyl's
predictions; but suddenly rousing himself, he joined the Gipsy and his
friend; and as the young travellers rode off, they received the parting
salutations of the whole tribe, and paid their more marked adieus to
Azila.
Ere they lost sight of the encampment, Ivan descried the maiden's light
form, watching their departing steps, and, for many a day after, did her
graceful figure, and lovely countenance dwell in his recollection.
Volume 1, Chapter IV.
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