On Reading The Life Of Haroun Er Reshid Poem by Madison Julius Cawein

On Reading The Life Of Haroun Er Reshid



Down all the lanterned Bagdad of our youth
He steals, with golden justice for the poor:
Within his palace you shall know the truth!
A blood-smeared headsman hides behind each door.

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