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Far in the fiery wilderness	A
Beyond the town of Assouan	B
Left languishing in sore distress	C
There lay a dying Dragoman	B
Alone amid the waste alone	B
The hot sand burnt him to the bone	B
And on his breast like heated stone	B
The burden of the air did press	C
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His head was pillowed on a tomb	D
Reared to some holy Sheik of old	E
The irresistible Simoom	D
Whirled drifts of sand that rose and rolled	E
Around him and the panting air	F
Was one sulphureous spectral glare	F
Shot with such gleams as lights the lair	F
Of tigers in a jungle's gloom	D
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Groaning he closed his bloodshot eyes	G
As if to shut out all he feared	H
And greedily a swarm of flies	G
Fell on his face and tangled beard	H
He lay like one who ne'er would lift	I
His head above that ashy drift	I
When lo there gleamed across a rift	I
The blue oasis of the skies	G
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Like smoke dispersing far and wide	J
The draggled sands were blown away	K
The wild clouds in a refluent tide	J
Receded from the face of day	K
The lingering airs yet lightly blew	L
Till the last speck cleared out of view	L
And left the hushed Eternal Blue	L
And nothing else beside	J
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Then once again with change of moods	M
A mighty shadow broadening fell	N
Across those shadeless solitudes	M
Without a Palm without a Well	N
Wing wedged in wing an ordered mass	M
Unnumbered numbers pass and pass	M
As if one Will one only was	M
In all those moving multitudes	M
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A chord thrilled in the sick man's brain	B
He raised his heavy lidded eyes	M
He raised his heavy head with pain	B
And caught a glimpse of netted skies	M
Meshed in ten thousand wings in flight	O
That cleft the air Oh wondrous sight	O
He gasped he shrieked in sheer delight	O
The Storks The Storks fly home again	B
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I too O Storks I too even I	P
Would see my native land again	B
Oh had I wings that I might fly	P
With you wild birds across the main	B
Take take me to the land I pray	K
The land where nests are full in May	K
The land where my young children play	K
Oh take me with you or I die	P
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My lonely heart blooms like a flower	Q
My children when I think of you	L
My love is like an April shower	Q
And fills my heart with drops of dew	L
Along their unknown tracks ah me	D
The Storks will fly across the sea	D
My children soon will hail with glee	D
Their red bills on the rain washed tower	Q
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Home sickness seized him for the herds	M
That browse upon the fresh green leas	M
Home sickness for the cuckoo birds	M
That shout afar in feathery trees	M
For running stream and rippling rill	R
That racing turning his woodland mill	R
And tears on tears began to fill	R
His eyes confusing all he sees	M
	-
Again he doats on rosy cheeks	M
Of children rolling in the grass	M
Again the busy days and weeks	M
The months and years serenely pass	M
Black forest clocks tick day and night	O
His board and bed are snowy white	O
His humble house is just as bright	O
As if it were a house of glass	M
	-
Again beneath the high peaked roof	S
His wife's unresting shuttle flies	M
Across the even warp and woof	S
Again his thrifty mother plies	M
Her wheel that hums like noontide bees	M
And lint locked babes about her knees	M
Hark to strange tales of talking trees	M
And Storks deep versed in sage replies	M
	-
Again the ring of swinging chimes	M
Calls all the pious folk to church	T
With shining Sunday face betimes	M
Through rustling woods of beech and birch	T
	-
Full of moist glimmering hollows where	F
The pines bow murmuring as in prayer	F
And musically through the air	F
The forest's mighty Choral swells	M
	-
Again O Lord again he sees	M
The place where Heaven came down one day	K
Where in a space of bloom and bees	M
He won his wife one morn of May	K
Warm pulses shook and thrilled his blood	U
Wild birds were singing in the wood	V
The flowering world in bridal mood	W
Joined in the Pinewood's symphonies	M
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Again O Lord in grief and fear	X
He bids good bye to all he loves	M
The waters swell the woods are sere	X
The Storks are gone and hushed the doves	M
He goes with them he goes to heal	Y
The sickness whose insidious seal	Y
Is set on him Ah tears will steal	Y
And blur the Storks that disappear	X
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A furnace fire behind the hill	R
The sun has burnt itself away	K
The ghost of light transparent chill	R
Yet floats upon the edge of day	K
And all the desert holds its breath	Z
As if it felt and crouched beneath	A2
The filmy flying bat of death	Z
About a heart for ever still	R
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And one by one seraphic bland	B2
The bright stars open in the skies	M
The large above the Shadow land	B2
The white faced moon begins to rise	M
And all the wilderness grows wan	B
Beneath the stars that one by one	B
Look down upon the lifeless man	B
As if they were his children's eyes	M

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