Part 120 (2/2)

TEMPLAR (_taking it_).

One man! and with this hand Take more than you can e'er take back again.

Henceforth I'm wholly yours.

SALADIN.

This is too much-- For one day 'tis too much! Came he not with you?

TEMPLAR.

Who?

SALADIN.

Who? Nathan.

TEMPLAR.

No; I came alone.

SALADIN.

Oh, what a deed was thine! what happiness That such a deed should serve so good a man!

TEMPLAR.

'Twas nothing.

SALADIN.

Why so cold, O valiant youth!

When G.o.d makes man His minister of good, He need not be so cold, nor modestly Wish to appear so cold.

TEMPLAR.

But in the world All things have many sides, and who is he Can comprehend how they may fit each other?

SALADIN.

Cling ever to what's n.o.ble, and praise G.o.d!

He knows how all things fit. But if you are So scrupulous, young man, I must beware.

I too have many sides, and some of them May seem to you not always made to fit.

TEMPLAR.

That grieves me; for suspicion, at the least, Is not a sin of mine.

SALADIN.

Then, tell me, whom Do you suspect? Not Nathan, surely? What!

Nathan suspected, and by you? Explain-- Afford me this first proof of confidence.

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