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He closed his eyes yet still could see	A
The leprous hills loom thirstily	B
The mesquit glimmering and the dust	C
Of alkali and rimmed with rust	C
Of emerald a mineral pool	B
From which his horse had drunk him full	B
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Now he would drink how good to die	D
After the torture days gone by	D
And so he rose and through the sage	E
And sand groped blind with thirst and rage	E
At God whose hand in hate had wrought	F
This trap of hell where he was caught	G
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Now what was this that held him fast	H
Had he then reached relief at last	H
After long years of heat and hate	I
Surely there rose a marble gate	I
A towered castle and the sand	J
And sage had vanished from the land	J
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He entered where a fountain fell	B
On foaming crystal Like a spell	B
He caught its freshness Then his ear	K
Heard lute like music drawing near	L
And through a rainbowed mist a girl	B
Beckoned her beauty like a pearl	B
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And there two slave girls on a mat	M
Two naked Nubians drowsing sat	M
Fingering dim gemmed and nacreous lutes	N
He knew at once that they were mutes	N
And this the same Seraglio	B
Where love had met him lives ago	O
	-
The entrance doors he knew were nine	P
Three were of agate red as wine	P
And three of lapis lazuli	B
Cerulean blue as is the sky	D
And three of feldspar veined with gold	Q
Each leading to her bower of old	Q
	-
Behind a lattice or a screen	R
He knew she smiled and watched unseen	R
He felt her presence in the gloom	S
As one may sense a strange perfume	S
And musk of myrrh and sandalwood	Q
Were guides to lead him where she stood	Q
	-
Once more he'd see her hold her fast	Q
Come back again from out the past	Q
And locked in her divine embrace	T
Watch in the heaven of her face	T
The ardor of her heart's desire	U
Change her dark eyes to starry fire	U
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And then far off he heard a horn	V
And turning saw that it was morn	V
And there she rode in dawn and dew	Q
And with her Chevaliers he knew	Q
The horn led on he heard its song	W
The air he had forgot so long	W
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'How good ' it sang 'How good at dawn	X
To ride with her of Roussillon	X
To ride with her through dawn and dew	Q
Beneath a heaven gentian blue	Q
With hawk on wrist a madcap crew	Q
That wild the horn leads on	X
	-
With her of Roussillon	X
To hear the falcons' jesses ringing	Y
Bells that set the pulses singing	Y
To see the heron wildly winging	Y
O'er mountained Roussillon	X
Far towered Roussillon	X
	-
'How good to hear by wood and lawn	X
Our Lady laugh of Roussillon	X
Where wild the torrent leaps the crag	Y
Through mists that on the mountain lag	Y
As in the forest leaps the stag	Y
While clear the horn leads on	X
	-
With her of Roussillon	X
How good to hear the falcon crying	Y
To see it strike the quarry flying	Y
And watch the stricken lapwing dying	Y
By towered Roussillon	X
Old mountained Roussillon '	-
	-
The music died His hot head swung	Y
Upon his neck as wire hung	Y
And he awoke to see again	X
The thirsty peaks the fevered plain	X
Shutting him in with all their hate	Q
Malignantly content to wait	Q
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Was it a dream of some old past	Q
Or would he see her there at last	Q
He sat and thought no thing occurred	Q
The desert watched him never stirred	Q
Like some gaunt beast with burning eyes	Z
It stared at him with all its skies	Z
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Around he gazed and searched again	X
The peaks like blisters on the plain	X
No creature moved The pool nearby	D
With its green glitter caught his eye	D
Yes he would drink and know at last	Q
That secret of the long gone past	Q
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They found him in that poisoned place	T
With blackened lips and twisted face	T
Dead with seared eyes on something far	A2
Some unknown thing perhaps a star	A2
Or was 't the gold for which he 'd sought	Q
The far mirage that turned to naught	Q

Madison Julius Cawein

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