Abdurachman rushed in to seize her, while Annis, nearly dead with
terror, calmly submitted to the grasp of a common soldier who
accompanied the captain.

The dreadful scene was acted and over; the Turks were possessors of the
famed castle of Abydos, and Sophronia's father, the governor, was
hanged. Alas! deluded Sophronia! The faithless Abdurachman, whom she
supposed to have seen in a dream, regarded her not; even lots were cast
for her, and she fell to the share of one whom she did not know. The
beautiful Sophronia took poison and expired.

G.W.N.

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SPIRIT OF THE PUBLIC JOURNALS.


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THE LIBERTINE'S CONFESSION.

_In Imitation of the Writers of the Sixteenth Century._


I'm sad and sore afraid,
That fickle, and forsworn,