CHAPTER XIII.
FROM RAMOTH GILEAD TO DAMASCUS
“Daughters of Eve! your mother did not well:
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The man was not deceived, nor yet could stand:
He chose to lose for love of her, his throne,—
With her could die, but could not live alone.”
“Daughters of Eve! it was for your dear sake
The world’s first hero died an uncrowned king:
But God’s great pity touched the great mistake
And made his married love a sacred thing;