Page:The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero) - Volume 2.djvu/169

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He passed the sacred Haram's silent tower,
And underneath the wide o'erarching gate
Surveyed the dwelling of this Chief of power,
Where all around proclaimed his high estate.
Amidst no common pomp the Despot sate,
While busy preparation shook the court,
Slaves, eunuchs, soldiers, guests, and santons[1] wait;[2]
Within, a palace, and without, a fort:
Here men of every clime appear to make resort.


Richly caparisoned, a ready row
Of arméd horse, and many a warlike store,
Circled the wide-extending court below;
Above, strange groups adorned the corridore;
And oft-times through the area's echoing door
Some high-capped Tartar spurred his steed away:
The Turk—the Greek—the Albanian—and the Moor,
Here mingled in their many-hued array,
While the deep war-drum's sound announced the close of day.[3]

    are numerous, they resemble a swarm of fireflies."—H. F. Tozer. (Compare The Giaour, i. 449-452—

    "When Rhamazan's last sun was set,
    And flashing from each minaret.
    Millions of lamps proclaimed the feast
    Of Bairam through the boundless East.")]

  1. ["A kind of dervish or recluse ... regarded as a saint."—Cent. Dict., art. "Santon."]
  2. —— guests and vassals wait.—[MS. erased.]
  3. While the deep Tocsin's sound ——.—[MS. D. erased.]