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Sair.n-The DBMrl. Tuo-Jfid-day.b eilent honor, o'er the botmdlass waate
The driver 1laeu.D wit.h bia camels put;
One cruise of w-ater on hia back he bore,
ADd hia lighb aorip conta.in'd a acantJ. atore ;
A fan of painted feathen in his hand.
To gu.ud hia ahaded face from acorchi.llg llll1f,
The eultryaun had J'&in'd the middla eky,
.And not a tree and not &n herb waa nigh ;
The beuta with pain their dUlltJ way pUI"'WWt
Shrill roar'd the winds and dreary wae the view I
With desperate aorrow wild, the alfrighted man
Thrice sigb'd, thrice struck hie breaat and ~hua began_
"Sad waa the hour, a.nd luckleaa wae the dny,
When fi.ret from Schira.a' walla I bent m1 way I
'' .Ah! little tbouflht I of the blaating win~
The thirst or cg hunger, that I find!
Bethink tllee, I 'wllere shAll thirat assuage,
When faila this cr11ise, hia unrelenting r&¥e t
Soon shaJ.l this 10rip ite preeioua lOAd rea1gn,
Then what but tears and hungtll' shall be thine 1"Ye mute compA~~iona o£ my toils, tbat bear
In all my grief's a more than equalebare I
Here, where no spring-. in murmura break away,
Or moes-crown'd fountains mitiga.te the dny,
In vain ye hope the green delights to kuow,
Which plains more bleat or verd.ant vales bestow :
Here rocks alone and taatelellll' 8&1lda are found,
And faint ana eiclcly winds for ever howl a.round.
Sad was the hour and luckleaa was tne day,
When first from Schiraz' walla I bent my way J" OutoMd be tht> ~ and ell•er whieb ~reu.ade
Weak men to tonow t'ar-fatiguin« trade I
The lily ~ oute"hioes the ail~er store,
And life 18 dea.rer than the golden ore :
Yet money temptll ua o'er the deeert brown,
To every distant mart and wealthy towa.
Full oft we tempt the la.nd, and oft tile sea ;
And are we only yet repaid by thee J