HASSAN'S SERENADE

by: James Elroy Flecker (1884-1919)

OW splendid in the morning glows

the lily; with what grace he throws

His supplication to the rose:

do roses nod the head, Yasmin?

But when the silver dove descends

I find the little flower of friends

Whose very name that sweetly ends

I say when I have said, 'Yasmin'.

 

The morning light is clear and cold,

I dare not in that light behold

A deeper light, a deeper gold

a glory too far shed, Yasmin.

But when the deep red eye of day

is level with the lone highway,

And some to Mecca turn to pray,

and I toward thy bed, Yasmin,

 

Or when the wind beneath the moon

is dazzling like a soul aswoon,

And harping planets talk love's tune

with milky wings outspread, Yasmin,

Shine down thy love, O burning bright!

for one night or the other night

Will come the Gardener in white,

and gather'd flowers are dead, Yasmin!

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