Читать книгу The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 06 - Коллектив авторов, Ю. Д. Земенков, Koostaja: Ajakiri New Scientist - Страница 21

  Every evening in the twilight,

  To and fro beside the fountain

  Where the waters whitely murmured,

  Walked the Sultan's lovely daughter.

  And a youth, a slave, was standing

  Every evening by the fountain

  Where the waters whitely murmured;

  And his cheek grew pale and paler.

  Till one eve the lovely princess

  Paused and asked him on a sudden:

  "I would know thy name and country;

  I would know thy home and kindred."

  And the slave replied, "Mohammed

  Is my name; my home is Yemen;

  And my people are the Asras;

  When they love, they love and die."