THE KASÎDAH I, 29,40

With the brief gladness of the Palms,
 that tower and sway o’er seething plain,
Fraught with the thoughts of rustling shade,
 and welling spring, and rushing rain;

With the short solace of the ridge,
 by gentle zephyrs played upon,
Whose breezy head and bosky side
 front seas of cooly celadon;—

’Tis theirs to pass with joy and hope,
 whose souls shall ever thrill and fill
Dreams of the Birthplace and the Tomb,
 visions of Allah’s Holy Hill.