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RECOLLECTIONS OF
In inmost Bagdat, till there seemed
Hundreds of crescents on the roof
Of night newrisen, that marvellous time,
To celebrate the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
Hundreds of crescents on the roof
Of night newrisen, that marvellous time,
To celebrate the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
XIII.
Then stole I up, and trancedly
Gazed on the Persian girl alone,
Serene with argentlidded eyes
Amorous, and lashes like to rays
Of darkness, and a brow of pearl
Tresséd with redolent ebony,
In many a dark delicious curl,
Flowing below her rosehued zone;
The sweetest lady of the time,
Well worthy of the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
Then stole I up, and trancedly
Gazed on the Persian girl alone,
Serene with argentlidded eyes
Amorous, and lashes like to rays
Of darkness, and a brow of pearl
Tresséd with redolent ebony,
In many a dark delicious curl,
Flowing below her rosehued zone;
The sweetest lady of the time,
Well worthy of the golden prime
Of good Haroun Alraschid.
