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A Song from Shiraz
The singers of Shiraz are feasting afar
To greet the Nauraz with sarang and cithar . . .
But what is their music that calleth to me,
From glimmering garden and glowing minar?
The stars shall be scattered like jewels of glass,
And Beauty be tossed like a shell in the sea,
Ere the lutes of their magical laughter surpass
The lutes of thy tears, O Mohamed Ali!
From the Mosque-towers of Shiraz ere daylight begin
My heart is disturbed by the loud muezzin,
But what is the voice of his warning to me,
That waketh the world to atonement of sin?
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