DAILY went the wondrous lovely Sultan's daughter at the cooling Hour of evening to the fountain, Where the waters white were plashing. Daily at the hour of evening Stood the young slave at the fountain Where the waters white were plashing, Daily grew he pale and paler. And one evening came the princess, And these sudden words address'd him: "Thou must tell me what thy name is, "And thy country and thy kindred!" And the slave replied: "My name is "Mahomet, I came from Yemmen, "And my race is of those Asras, "Who, whene'er they love, must perish. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE BALCONY by PAUL VERLAINE THE LOVER MOURNS FOR THE LOSS OF LOVE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THIRD BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 20 by THOMAS CAMPION AMORETTI: 15 by EDMUND SPENSER MEDITATION AT KEW by ANNA WICKHAM SUBMARINE BADINAGE by BERTON BRALEY A CHARM SAID UNDER AN OAK by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN |