Arabian Poetry: Shorter Pieces of Arabian Poetry: The Interview, A Song in the Rhythm of the Original, With the Music Annexed

[THE music to this little piece was written down, by a friend, from, the singing of David Zamir, a native of Bagdad, who resided with the translator for some time at Cambridge.]

DARKNESS closed around, loud the tempest drove,
When through yonder glen I saw my lover rove,
Dearest youth!
Soon he reached our cot, weary, wet, and cold,
But warmth, wine, and I to cheer his spirits strove,
Dearest youth!

"How, my love," cried I, "durst thou hither stray
Through the gloom, nor fear the ghosts that haunt the grove,
Dearest youth?"
"In this heart," said he, "fear no seat can find,
When each thought is filled alone with thee and love,
Dearest maid!"

THE INTERVIEW.

A SONG IN THE RHYTHM OF THE ORIGINAL, WITH THE MUSIC ANNEXED.