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THE BLACK CAMEL.
Full-blown are the royal roses,
And ripe are the grapes on the vines;
For the Sun in his high pavilion,
The Sultan of summer, shines.
And ripe are the grapes on the vines;
For the Sun in his high pavilion,
The Sultan of summer, shines.
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The world is the garden of Irem,
Or would be, with one thing more—
The absence of Death's black camel,
That is kneeling at every door.
Or would be, with one thing more—
The absence of Death's black camel,
That is kneeling at every door.
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