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What holy rites Mohammed's laws ordain	A
What various duties bind his faithful train	A
What pious zeal his scatter'd tribes unites	B
In fix'd observance of these holy rites	B
At Mecca's shrine what votive crowds surround	C
With annual pomp the consecrated ground	C
The muse shall tell revolving years succeed	D
And Time still venerates Mohammed's creed	D
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Nor faint the glory shed o'er Mecca's brow	E
Land of the Prophet known to fame art thou	E
Here first in peace his infant hopes were known	F
Here fix'd the Chief his Temple and his Throne	F
Though from thy gates opposing factions here	G
With stern defiance drove the gifted Seer	G
Yet sacred City of his love 'twas thine	H
To heap the earliest incense on his shrine	H
To own the terrors of his conq'ring blade	I
And hail with joy the Exile thou hadst made	I
Yes thou art known to fame to thee 'tis said	J
A voice divine the wand'ring Abram led	J
Within thy courts at his command restor'd	K
Blaz'd the pure altars of Creation's Lord	K
And hence thy race for ancient faith renown'd	C
Surpassing favour with Mohammed found	C
His seat of Empire hence thy walls became	L
And shar'd for sanctity Mohammed's fame	L
Nor strange that hence with pious gifts array'd	I
Thy shrine rever'd the Moslem tribes invade	I
Such duteous zeal the Prophet's laws demand	M
And fabled raptures of his promis'd land	M
For woe to him who ne'er with awe profound	C
At Mecca's shrine hath kiss'd the holy ground	C
For him denied celestial joys to share	N
No blooming Houris shall his couch prepare	N
But his the doom where countless horrors reign	A
To feel a dark eternity of pain	A
Of deep remorse the bitter tear to shed	J
Each hope of Paradise for ever fled	J
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Behold one impulse every heart enthralls	B
Wide spreads the fervour 'mid Byzantium's walls	B
Where proudly soaring frown from Europe's coast	O
Her regal tow'rs o'er Asia's subject host	O
With mingling crowds behold the darken'd lands	B
And the wild tumult of assembling bands	B
So vast the force 'twould seem with ire renew'd	P
His warrior train Byzantium's Lord review'd	P
From Catharine's sway his captur'd forts to claim	L
And dare to vindicate his tarnish'd fame	L
Nor less the force on sandy plains array'd	I
Where Memphis once her native kings obey'd	I
Where still in mournful grandeur o'er the waste	Q
Gigantic Ruin tells of glory past	R
And 'mid the relics of her brighter day	S
The haughty Satrap holds despotic sway	S
How dense the mass from Afric's sultry shore	T
Their zealot tribes unpeopled Cities pour	T
From Nile's green banks where fruitful harvests teem	U
From Barca's land unblest by culture's beam	U
From barren fields that nature's smiles forsake	V
Where Mareotis spreads its stagnant lake	V
From plains that once Cyrene's splendour crown'd	C
From Acre's walls in glory's page renown'd	C
They come Mohammed's flock from shores survey'd	I
By Albion's flag on Calpe's rock display'd	I
From Tunis rais'd on Byrsa's wreck they come	W
And leave in Tripoli their native home	X
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Slow moves the phalanx deeply wedg'd and loud	Y
Exulting sounds proclaim the pious crowd	Y
And now Arsinoe's stately tow'rs are seen	Z
Belov'd resort of Egypt's peerless Queen	Z
Now lofty Moriah's sacred hill they tread	J
Now pause awhile by Sinai's mountain led	J
Here as with Israel's woes he sank deprest	J
Here Amram's Son th'Almighty presence blest	J
Here while to Jethro's herds his care was giv'n	Z
Th'afflicted Pastor knew the voice of heav'n	Z
Saw as the holy ground with awe he trod	J
Reveal'd in flame the glory of his God	J
Yet while the radiance Horeb's brow illum'd	J
No eye beheld the burning bush consum'd	J
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Onward the phalanx moves yet fear demands	B
Augmented force 'mid Egypt's trackless sands	B
Forbids a scatter'd and defenceless train	Z
Too boldly haste the holy Land to gain	Z
'Till to their view in martial pride display'd	J
The Sultan's troops confirm securer aid	J
They come their course along the hills they hold	J
Their glitt'ring arms succeeding files unfold	J
And join th'expectant throng from all her shores	B
Her warrior sons collected Asia pours	B
Known by his turban green of high command	J
The haughty Chief arrays the straggling band	J
Proud of his pure descent and ancient line	Z
Proud of the gifts he bears to Mecca's shrine	Z
For all their wants his watchful care provides	B
His pow'r protects them and his counsel guides	B
Lo where the chosen guards in awe profound	J
With closing ranks their Sultan's gifts surround	J
Where tapestried wonders to the sight unroll'd	J
Mix their rich splendour with the beaming gold	J
To music's sounds where denser squadrons move	A2
And tow'ring lances form a leafless grove	B2
Bright with the lustre of the solar rays	B
The crescent standard all its pride displays	B
Thou Salem favour'd once of Heav'n hast seen	Z
Oft in thy courts the wand'ring tribes convene	Z
Oft though in scorn the name of Christ they mock	C2
Thy sacred walls detain Mohammed's flock	C2
Yes Memory there forbids his race unmov'd	J
Each spot to traverse of the Lord belov'd	J
And purer thoughts the Moslem's heart can fill	D2
On Salem's plain and Sion's holy hill	D2
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The march resum'd a thousand ills dismay	S
A thousand perils mark the pilgrim's way	S
Yet droops he not 'till far from man's abode	J
O'er the long desert lies the trackless road	J
'Till o'er the sandy plain's far stretch'd expanse	B
The shudd'ring eye extends a hopeless glance	B
No flow'ry herbage cheers the aching sight	J
No welcome shades a short repose invite	J
No smiling culture clothes the arid plain	Z
With grassy verdure or the yellow grain	Z
O'er the parch'd earth no gath'ring clouds diffuse	B
The genial influence of their fost'ring dews	B
But o'er the redden'd skies and blist'ring sands	B
The orb of day his fiercest beams expands	B
Pours on th'unshelter'd tribes his fiery rays	B
And pining nature withers in the blaze	B
Sad is the wand'rer's lot remote from home	X
Condemn'd Arabia's desert sands to roam	X
Condemn'd without a friend without a guide	J
To meet that mimic sea's resistless tide	J
Oft at the whirlwind's desolating blast	J
O'erwhelming clouds involve the sultry waste	J
And mocking hope's bright vision death demands	B
Full many a victim 'mid the drifting sands	B
Oft on their march along the wide domain	Z
The mounted Arab leads a lawless train	Z
Athirst for spoil and oft as ev'ning fades	B
Some peaceful tent the wily chief invades	B
With open conflict oft infests the way	S
And scatters terror in the blaze of day	S
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Onward they press and if perchance be found	J
Some gurgling rill which shady palms surround	J
Some grassy spot inviting brief delay	S
Impending dangers still forbid to stay	S
By the cool waters of the mossy glade	J
'Mid the calm freshness of the palmy shade	J
They fear to linger onward still they press	B
'Till Mecca's tow'rs their sight enraptur'd bless	B
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Yet ere the goal reveal'd to view they gain	Z
Those cherish'd scenes awhile their steps detain	Z
Where first victorious o'er opposing foes	B
On Beder's height Mohammed's banner rose	B
Dear is the spot and kindling memory there	N
Pourtrays the Prophet's might the foe's despair	N
There shall the pilgrim oft with proud delight	J
Relate the terrors of that awful fight	J
Tell how the Moslem's scanty force assail'd	J
By countless hosts in Allah's name prevail'd	J
How 'mid the battle's rage to frenzy driv'n	Z
The routed squadrons own'd the cause of Heav'n	Z
For there 'tis said refulgent to the view	E2
His flaming sword seraphic Gabriel drew	E2
The Prophet's band to deathless glory led	J
Celestial radiance beaming o'er his head	J
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Soon as their longing eyes from Beder's height	J
Of Mecca's temple gain the promis'd sight	J
To errors past awaken'd thoughts return	Z
And sinful breasts with harrowing anguish burn	Z
The stings	B

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