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His mastei faints unconscious now, nor thought of child or wife
Throbs through his pale and haggard brow as ebb? hit fleeting life.
The night's cold dews arc filling o'er Zarafi’s drooping crest.
A nd Zeenab mourns her Arab mate, her face to Mecca's shrine,
Slit; pray.? to him who guides her fate, to Allah all divine.
Her little ones Are gathering round— as to her form they ciing
They hear the distant beating sound; is it an angel's wing?
T lic.y hear a fiir.dy uttered neigh, it h his latent breath.
At Zceilab's door his master lay— the horse lay stil! in death,
The death swerd lay upon his skin erst smooth and glossy fair,
Jlit faithful heart was still within, and wet his matted hair.

Kl Marc yet lived, and loving hands brought back his fleeting life,
ile led again the Arab bands in war's remorseless strife.
In :.en£s o f wandering Ishmael. as i:i the da vs o f o ld r
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Is heard the proud rehearsal now - -Zaraffs deeds are told,
And sweetly flows the stoiy, and glows each swart Sly face,
And ever bright the g!oi'y of Zarafi's dying race.
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T H Y did I bow , y ou a sk ? A n d w hy
/V_ D id I riti^Lj my ha! with such respect

T o an old aum passing slow iy b y ?
A h f rnjin.1 from hr.1; look w ould e'er su spect,11
13ut rest awhile b y this gnarled old tree,
A nd list to the tide as told ":o inc."

There were tw o o f them once, when their days were y o u n g
.She was as fair ;is a maid need be,
W id ) ■'? m erry lau gh and a merrier longue,
A n d a di nip led ch eek, and hair that clime;