That Arabs through the realms of space
May wander on, light-hearted,
Great Allah hath, to all their race,
Four favours meet imparted.
The turban first—that ornament
All regal crowns excelling;
A light and ever-shifting tent,
Wherein to make our dwelling;
A sword, which, more than rocks and walls
Doth shield us, brightly glist'ning;
A song that profits and enthrals,
For which the maids are list'ning.
May wander on, light-hearted,
Great Allah hath, to all their race,
Four favours meet imparted.
The turban first—that ornament
All regal crowns excelling;
A light and ever-shifting tent,
Wherein to make our dwelling;
A sword, which, more than rocks and walls
Doth shield us, brightly glist'ning;
A song that profits and enthrals,
For which the maids are list'ning.
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