From “The Fire-Worshippers”
FAREWELL,—farewell to thee, Araby’s daughter!
  (Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea;)
No pearl ever lay under Oman’s green water
  More pure in its shell than thy spirit in thee.

O, fair as the sea-flower close to thee growing,
  How light was thy heart till love’s witchery came,
Like the wind of the...