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Friday, January 3, 2003

Arabia

Rating: 2.9
Far are the shades of Arabia,
Where the Princes ride at noon,
'Mid the verdurous vales and thickets,
Under the ghost of the moon;
And so dark is that vaulted purple
Flowers in the forest rise
And toss into blossom 'gainst the phantom stars
Pale in the noonday skies.

Sweet is the music of Arabia
In my heart, when out of dreams
I still in the thin clear mirk of dawn
Descry her gliding streams;
Hear her strange lutes on the green banks
Ring loud with the grief and delight
Of the dim-silked, dark-haired Musicians
In the brooding silence of night.

They haunt me -- her lutes and her forests;
No beauty on earth I see
But shadowed with that dream recalls
Her loveliness to me:
Still eyes look coldly upon me,
Cold voices whisper and say --
'He is crazed with the spell of far Arabia,
They have stolen his wits away.'
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Indeed such an Arabia exists: the Arabia Felix of Romans in modern 'Happy Yemen' and Hijaz. Listen to the last great explorer of Arabia describe his experience (and indeed listen to this poem) from 36: 21 https: //.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/p009mx06 His description is as evocative as the poem
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Anne Dalton 27 December 2017
Wonderful to read all these lovely poems sgain. Thank you.
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Savita Tyagi 20 May 2017
If a poem can take you to an imaginary dream world this poem very well does that.
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Muzahidul Reza 20 May 2017
In my heart, when out of dreams, thank you for sharing the poem with us
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Tom Allport 20 May 2017
a poem that posses hypnotic images of a far off distant land? wonderfully written.
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Her loveliness to me.... thanks for posting....
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Edward Kofi Louis 20 May 2017
No beauty on earth i see! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Makes you want to go to the mystic place called Arabia. Love the phrase “in the brooding silence of night.” Lovely poem.
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This is a poem that lingers on in my memory for more than fifty years. It was first taught to us in the 7th grade by my beloved English teacher G.T.R.Perinbanayagam in my school Trinity College, Kandy Sri Lanka. The sheer magic of words and the imagery it evokes have haunted me ever since. Whether such an Arabia existed or not doesn't matter.The vision of the poet about the music and the gliding streams and lush banks set in the background of an Arabia unknown still is mesmerizing.
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