Classic Poem

Täglich ging die wunderschone

Daily came the lone and lovely
Sultan's daughter, slowly wandering
In the evening to the fountain
Where the plashing waters whitened.

Daily stood the youthful captive
In the evening by the fountain
Where the plashing waters whitened —
Daily growing pale and paler . . .

Till one dusk the strolling Princess
Stopped and spoke a hurried sentence:
" Tell me now thy name, and tell me
Of thy country and thy kindred. "

And the slave replied, " My name is
Mohamet; I come from Yemen.
And my people are the Asra,
Who, whene'er they love, must perish. "