SITTAH.
Nay, brother, do not scold. I would that I
Could thus also relieve our father's cares!
SALADIN.
Ah! now my joy has vanished all at once.
We can want nothing; but he's destitute.
And whilst he wants, we all are poor indeed.
What shall I do? From Egypt we can hope
For nothing--though God only knows the cause.
'Tis general peace around, and as for me,