 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
THE STAR OF THE DESERT.
In the depths of the Desert, when lonely and drear
The sands round the desolate traveller appear,
The splendour of day gives no aid to his path,
For no land-mark to guide him the traveller hath.
But when night sheds her shadow and coolness around,
Then hark! how the bells of the camels resound;
For the traveller is up when the star sheds its ray,
'Tis the light of his hope, 'tis the guide of his way.
The sands round the desolate traveller appear,
The splendour of day gives no aid to his path,
For no land-mark to guide him the traveller hath.
But when night sheds her shadow and coolness around,
Then hark! how the bells of the camels resound;
For the traveller is up when the star sheds its ray,
'Tis the light of his hope, 'tis the guide of his way.
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And what is this world but a wilderness vast?
Where few leave a trace o'er the waste they have pass'd,
And many are lost in their noon-day of pride,
That shines forth to dazzle—but seldom to guide:
Oh, blest is the fate of the one who hath found
Some load-star to guide thro' the wilderness round,
And such have I found, my belov'd one, in thee—
For thou art the Star of the Desert to me!
Where few leave a trace o'er the waste they have pass'd,
And many are lost in their noon-day of pride,
That shines forth to dazzle—but seldom to guide:
Oh, blest is the fate of the one who hath found
Some load-star to guide thro' the wilderness round,
And such have I found, my belov'd one, in thee—
For thou art the Star of the Desert to me!
| Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover | |