'HAMET,' said the Genius, 'the crisis of thy fate is near.' 'Who art
thou,' said HAMET, and for what purpose art thou come?' 'I am,' replied
the Genius, 'an inhabitant of the world above thee; and to the will of
thy brother, my powers have been obedient: upon him they have not
conferred happiness, but they have brought evil upon thee. It was my
voice, that forbad thy marriage with ALMEIDA; and my voice, that decreed
the throne to ALMORAN: I gave him the power to assume thy form; and, by
me, the hand of oppression is now heavy upon thee. Yet I have not
decreed, that he should be happy, nor that thou shouldst be wretched:
darkness as yet rests upon my purpose; but my heart in secret is thy
friend.' 'If thou art, indeed my friend,' said HAMET, 'deliver me from
this prison; and preserve HAMET for ALMEIDA.' Thy deliverance,' said the
Genius, must depend upon thyself. There is a charm, of which the power
is great; but it is by thy will only, that this power can be exerted.'
The Genius then held out towards him a scroll, on which the seal of
seven powers was impressed. 'Take, said he, 'this scroll, in which the
mysterious name of Orosmades is written. Invoke the spirits, that reside
westward from the rising of the sun; and northward, in the regions of
cold and darkness: then stretch out thy hand, and a lamp of sulphur,
self kindled, shall burn before thee.
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