Detdiar sidj as efterluket wurden.
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Tunisia's lord doth here abate
Somewhat of his accustomed state,
For he has learned that fiery blood
Of Bedouin brooks not haughty mood,
And willingly he would not know
A powerful desert chief his foe.
Now he demands with kindly air,
"How doth thy little warrior fare —
The boy that yesterday did ride
So proud and fearless by thy side,
And with his mimic martial play
Made every heart around him gay ?"
The sheikh replied, "At this late hour
He slumbers in his mother's bower ;
But if my lord till dawn remain,
He shall behold the child again."
With the long day's rude pleasures spent,
On carpet soft the Bey now sleeps,
