Jawan monologue (Act 3) — Kismet : $b An "Arabian night" in three acts

Nay, I shall be free. I tell thee I shall live, live to see my son. Yehh! As clearly as I see him now with the eyes of the heart. As clearly as I saw him last with the eyes of the head. (_In an exalted strain._) There he stood, my Yusuf, in the wold and wild, by my tent, the dust-cloud of the coming foe walling the horizon. I made him kneel before me and blessed and kissed him. And as I did so an amulet hung forth from my breast. I broke it in half—a hand of Fatimah. (_He taps his chest._) Half I kept for myself, here. The other I fixed on the chain round his neck. By that broken half shall I find him again. I know it.