30. Balsora's pearls have more of worth than they: 31. Drawn from the deep, they sparkle to the sight, And all-unconscious shoot a lustrous light: 46. The fair-eyed Truth, and daughters bless'd their love. 53. O come, thou Modesty, as they decree, The rose may then improve her blush by thee. 69. Thus sung the swain, and eastern legends say FOOTNOTES: [10] In the Persian tongue, Abbas signifieth "the father of the people." [11] The gulf of that name, famous for the pearl fishery. ECLOGUE II. HASSAN; OR, THE CAMEL DRIVER. SCENE, The desert. TIME, Midday. In silent horror o'er the boundless waste The driver Hassan with his camels past: One cruise of water on his back he bore, And his light scrip contain'd a scanty store; A fan of painted feathers in his hand, 5 To guard his shaded face from scorching sand. The sultry sun had gain'd the middle sky, And not a tree, and not an herb was nigh; The beasts with pain their dusty way pursue; Shrill roar'd the winds, and dreary was the view! 10 With desperate sorrow wild, the affrighted man Thrice sigh'd, thrice struck his breast, and thus began: 'Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, 'When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way!' 'Ah! little thought I of the blasting wind, 15 The thirst, or pinching hunger, that I find! Bethink thee, Hassan, where shall thirst assuage, When fails this cruise, his unrelenting rage? Soon shall this scrip its precious load resign; Then what but tears and hunger shall be thine? 20 'Ye mute companions of my toils, that bear In all my griefs a more than equal share! Here, where no springs in murmurs break away, Or moss-crown'd fountains mitigate the day, In vain ye hope the green delights to know, 25 Which plains more blest, or verdant vales bestow: Here rocks alone, and tasteless sands, are found, And faint and sickly winds for ever howl around. 'Sad was the hour, and luckless was the day, 'When first from Schiraz' walls I bent my way!' 30