Elegy

ELEGY

O Maiya, arise amidst the keeners and wail for him
That built for himself renown, a man that was loved and feared!
And cry unto God, " Oh, take not Arbad afar from us, "
And shatter thy grief-riven heart with mention of his dear name.
A stout pillar to his folk: they leaned on him: then came doom,
And one day they marked for him a place in the earth to lie.
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