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evening we sat together By the river of Pearls at Fez, Stringing verses and sometimes singing. My gaze followed the beautiful boy Who, with a swift and delicate movement, Flung the wine-cup over his shoulder; The ruby drops glittered and fell Bright in the dying sunshine. The River of Pearls shone like a sword in the grass, Not disdaining The work of turning the waterwheel, And the sun, reluctant, lingered about the tree-tops In a golden mist of farewell.

Many the tears that have fallen since, Many the nights that have passed, But I remember The River of Pearls at Fez And Seomar whom I loved. 12