(Being Certain Fragments from Scheherazade's Songs in "The Thousand and One Nights")
O Queen of Beauty, who hast conquered kings,
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Now it was Mary dreamed this dream,
Ere yet her child was born
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If this be friendship--that one broken hour
(O fragile link in all the loving years!)
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Across the roof-tops of the town
I saw the flaming sun go down;
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I who love the Spring so well
Shall be sleeping, some glad day,
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Far, far across the desert sands,
I hear the camel-bells;
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It rained all day the day she died,
And yet she thought it sweet and fair;
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I am the flower within her garden-close
She cast aside;
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Far in the gold-embroidered west
The round and red sun lay,
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The host of flakes that float thro' leafless trees
When pale December reigns in Autumn's stead,
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As long as the stars of God
Hang steadfast in the sky,
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There came an army from the sky,
And surged across the parched plain;
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Down his great corridors of sumptuous sound
Today I wandered once again. Each word
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We came away from the tinsel and false,
From the rings where we saw the elephants waltz;
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The sick man said: "I pray I shall not die
Before this tumult which now rocks the earth
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Upon my parchment, sadly old,
The record lives of Summer's gold;
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In every trembling bud and bloom
That cleaves the earth, a flowery sword,
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Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
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I need so much the quiet of your love,
After the day's loud strife;
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The brooding hours, through the dull afternoon,
Pause, while a torrid sun flames in the sky.
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Although I dare to say
My heart untarnished is from day to day,
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Three days I heard them grieve when I lay dead,
(It was so strange to me that they should weep!)
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Here surge the ceaseless caravans,
Here throbs the city's heart,
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She leaves upon our brows her written sign,
Where all may read, inscribed with perfect art;
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You who are wise today,
What of your knowledge when life's little play
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She knew that Love was dying--not so much
When Love's dear eyes were closed and blind to her,
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Pale flowers are you, that scarce have known the sun!
Your little faces like sad blossoms seem,
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Roof-tops, roof-tops, what do you cover?
Sad folk, bad folk, and many a glowing lover;
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She died when dawn was sweeping o'er the land,
When morning-glories lit the gleaming wall;
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I had a friend who went away
Over the distant sea,
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