The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository: Forming an Interesting Collection of Original and Select Literary Productions in Prose and Verse
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for asking leave for their attendance, because they belonged immediately
to her. The Sultan made no scruple of granting every thing she desired,
and she embarked with her father, her brother, and husband, and the
faithful Sayda; taking with her a son of seven years old, which she had
by the Sultan, leaving in Almeria a daughter that was still at the
breast. Heaven seeming to favour their designs, they were no sooner got
to sea, than our warriors, seconded by the Queen’s creatures, obliged
the slaves of the galley to row directly to Brindes, where they happily
arrived. The Princess gave the christian slaves their liberty, and put
in their places all the Saracens she could purchase, with orders to give
the Sultan the following letter:
_The Princess of Ponthieu to the Sultan of Almeria._
“If I had only your generosity to have combated, I would have discovered
to you the cause which urged me to this flight--convinced, that you
would rather have favoured than opposed it; but your love and religion
being insurmountable obstacles, I was obliged to make use of artifice to
be just.--I quit you not, my lord, through inconstancy, I follow my
husband, my father, and my brother, who were the three captives whose
lives you granted me; my husband having exposed his for your glory, and
the security of your dominions, has, in part, acquitted me of the
obligations I owe you.--I am a christian, and was a sovereign before
your wife; judge therefore, whether my rank and religion did not demand
this of me.---I shall always with gratitude remember the honour you have
done me; I have left you my daughter, being obliged to abandon her on
account of her youth:---Look on her, I intreat you, with the eyes of a
father.---I wish you all the happiness you deserve, and shall with
fervency beg of Heaven to bless you with that divine illumination, which
is the only thing in which your heroic virtues are deficient.
“PONTHIEU.”
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