She clapped her hands, and through the gallery pour, Equipped for flight, her vassals--Greek and Moor; Silent but quick they stoop, his chains unbind; Once more his limbs are free as mountain wind! But on his heavy heart such sadness sate, 1610 As if they there transferred that iron weight. No words are uttered--at her sign, a door Reveals the secret passage to the shore; The city lies behind--they speed, they reach The glad waves dancing on the yellow beach; And Conrad following, at her beck, obeyed, Nor cared he now if rescued or betrayed; Resistance were as useless as if Seyd Yet lived to view the doom his ire decreed. XIII. Embarked--the sail unfurled--the light breeze blew-- 1620 How much had Conrad's memory to review![ie] Sunk he in contemplation, till the Cape Where last he anchored reared its giant shape. Ah!--since that fatal night, though brief the time, Had swept an age of terror, grief, and crime. As its far shadow frowned above the mast, He veiled his face, and sorrowed as he passed; He thought of all--Gonsalvo and his band, His fleeting triumph and his failing hand; He thought on her afar, his lonely bride: 1630 He turned and saw--Gulnare, the Homicide! XIV. She watched his features till she could not bear Their freezing aspect and averted air; And that strange fierceness foreign to her eye Fell quenched in tears, too late to shed or dry.[if] She knelt beside him and his hand she pressed, "Thou may'st forgive though Allah's self detest; But for that deed of darkness what wert thou? Reproach me--but not yet--Oh! spare me _now!_ I am not what I seem--this fearful night 1640 My brain bewildered--do not madden quite! If I had never loved--though less my guilt-- Thou hadst not lived to--hate me--if thou wilt." XV.