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Hark, love, to the tambourines / Of the minstrels in the street, / And one voice that throbs and soars / Clear above the clashing time!
Some Egyptian royal love-lilt, / Some Sidonian refrain, / Vows of Paphos or of Tyre, / Mount against the silver sun.
Pleading, piercing, yet serene, / Vagrant in a foreign town, / From what passion was it born, / In what lost land over sea?