Should ever the day come when this drear world

When the red sun dropped down into his nest,And hurled his level spears across the flood.And at its prow a mighty woman stoodWith braided locks of blackest ebony,While from the thick–fringed eyes her haughty moodFlashed forth in all disdainful majesty.For she was tall and vestured like a queen,And from her shoulders in imperial foldA stripèd…

Tents in Jiwá, the fair wádi, speak ye to me of her.Fair house of ‘Abla my true love, blessing and joy to thee!Doubting I paused in the pastures, seeking her camel–tracks,high on my swift–trotting nága tall as a citadel,Weaving a dream of the past days, days when she dwelt in them,‘Abla, my true love, in…

And while thy joys are new to thee like wine,Chasest mad butterflies as children do.And lo, thou turnest from them to repine,Because it was not love thou didst pursue.O child of Hope! Thou sighest thy sad sighs,Mourning for that which is not nor can be.Where is the noon can match with thy sunrise?Whose is the…

And the telling of it is this:The Emir Abu Zeyd the Helali Salameh was sitting one morning in his tent with the Arabs of the Beni Helal and the Lords of the tribe. And lo, there appeared before them in the desert the figure of one wandering to and fro alone. And this was Ghanimeh….

Had learned to fly on less substantial wingsTo a new Heaven, a sublimer goal.I thought that I was wise beneath the cowlOf my dead hopes, beyond all power of Spring’sMost eloquent music to again cajole,And that my service was the King of Kings.–But look, alas, how thoughtless thought can be,For to me thinking thus one…

Their crimson petals on her lover’s head,And laughed because her little hands were red.She was the fairest child of Italy,And it was well the lilies thus should die.But Giulio shuddered when she made him kissThe stains away in her pride’s wantonnessAnd held them up between him and the sunThat he might see the red blood…