THE KASÎDAH I, 21, 28

Slowly they wind athwart the wild,
 and while young Day his anthem swells,
Sad falls upon my yearning ear
 the tinkling of the Camel-bells:

O’er fiery wastes and frozen wold,
 o’er horrid hill and gloomy glen,
The home of grisly beast and Ghoul,
 the haunts of wilder, grislier men;—