Classic Poem

When to God's Fondouk the donkeys are taken—
Donkeys of Barbary, Sicily, Spain—
If peradventure the Deity waken
He shall not easily slumber again.

Where in the sweet of the straw they have laid them,
Broken and dead of their burdens and sores,
He, for a change, shall remember He made them—
One of the best of His numerous chores.

Order from someone a sigh of repentance—
Donkeys of Syria, Araby, Greece—
Over the Fondouk distemper the sentence:
“For God's own forsaken—the Stable of Peace!”