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    he imagin'd himself, in some Measure,
    qualified to be perfectly happy. For which Purpose he determin'd to
    marry a gay young Lady (one _Semira_ by name) whose Beauty, Birth
    and Fortune, render'd her the most desirable Person in all
    _Babylon_. He had a sincere Affection for her, grounded on Honour,
    and _Semira_ conceiv'd as tender a Passion for him. They were just
    upon the critical Minute of a mutual Conjunction in the Bands of
    Matrimony, when, as they were walking Hand in Hand together towards
    one of the Gates of _Babylon_, under the Shade of a Row of
    Palm-trees, that grew on the Banks of the River _Euphrates_, they
    were beset by a Band of Ruffians, arm'd with Sabres, Bows and
    Arrows. They were the Guards, it seems, of young _Orcan_ (Nephew of
    a certain Minister of State) whom the Parasites, kept by his Uncle,
    had buoy'd up with a Permission to do, with Impunity, whatever he
    thought proper. This young Rival, tho' he had none of those internal
    Qualities to boast of that _Zadig_ had, yet he imagin'd himself a
    Man of more Power; and for that Reason, was perfectly outrageous to
    see the other preferr'd before him. This Fit of Jealousy, the Result
    of mere Vanity, prompted him to think that he was deeply in Love
    with the fair _Semira_; and fir'd with that amorous Notion, he was
    determin'd to take her away from _Zadig_, by Dint of Arms. The
    Ravishers rush'd rudely upon her, and in the Transport of their
    Rage, drew the Blood of a Beauty, the Sight of whose Charms would
    have soften'd the very Tigers of Mount _Imaüs_. The injur'd Lady
    rent the very Heavens with her Exclamations. Where's my dear
    Husband, she cried? They have torn me from the Arms of the only Man
    whom I adore. She never reflected on the Danger to which she was
    expos'd; her sole Concern was for her beloved _Zadig_. At the same
    Time, he defended her, like a Lover, and a Man of Integrity and
    Courage. With the Assistance only of two domestic Servants, he put
    those Sons of Violence to Flight, and conducted _Semira_, bloody as
    she was, and in fainting Fits, to her own House. No sooner was she
    come to her self, but she fix'd her lovely Eyes on her Dear
    Deliverer. O _Zadig_, said she, I love thee as affectionately, as if
    I were actually thy Bride: I love thee, as the Man, to whom I owe my

    Life, and what is dearer to me, the Preservation of my Honour. No
    Heart sure could be more deeply smitten than that of _Semira_. Never
    did the Lips of the fairest Creature living utter softer Sounds;
    never did the most enamoured Lady breathe such tender Sentiments of
    Love and Gratitude for his signal Service; never, in short, did the
    most affectionate Bride express such Transports of Joy for the
    fondest Husband. Her Wounds, however, were but very superficial, and
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