The Song in the Wilderness
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With me along the strip of Herbage strown
That just divides the desert from the sown,
Where name of Slave and Sultán is forgot---
And Peace to Máhmúd on his golden Throne!

12
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread---and Thou
Beside me singing in the Wilderness---
Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!


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