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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 glistening; A song that profits and enthrall,
For which the maids are list'ning!