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And ever round his princely tent
A faithful watch Sheikh Moosa keeps.
The azure field above it spread
Hangs not more silent overhead,
Than lies the little vale below
Till the dawn lifts her jewelled brow,
And bids the morning-star that waits
Throw wide the Orient's shining gates.
Then from his couch doth Aali start,
And give the signal to depart.
His morning orisons were o'er,
His chafing steed at the tent-door ;
Leave of his host he turned to take,
And courteous were the words he spake ;
Fair wishes many, thanks were none —
The Moslem thanks his God alone.
The sheikh made answer, "Hear, O Bey !
And for a moment yet delay.
