Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, FARIS, SELECTION, by ADAM MICKIEWICZ


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First Line: No palms are seen with their green hair
Last Line: Look down upon the plain.


No palms are seen with their green hair,
Nor white-crested desert tents are there,
But his brow is shaded by the sky,
That flingeth aloft its canopy;
The mighty rocks lie now at rest,
And the stars move slowly on heaven's breast.

My Arab steed is black --
Black as the tempest cloud that flies
Across the dark and muttering skies,
And leaves a gloomy track.
His hoofs are shod with lightning's glare;
I give the winds his flowing mane
And spur his smoking o'er the plain;
And none from earth or heaven dare
My path to chase in vain
And as my barb-like lightning flies,
I gaze upon the moonlit skies
And see the stars with golden eyes
Look down upon the plain.







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