Song Of The Nubian Girl.
By Thomas Moore
O Abyssinian tree, We pray, we pray to thee; By the glow of thy golden fruit And the violet hue of the flower, And the greeting mute Of thy boughs' salute To the stranger who seeks thy bow. O Abyssinian tree! How the traveller blesses thee When the light no moon allows, And the sunset hour is near, And thou bend'st thy boughs To kiss his brows. Saying, "Come, rest thee here." O Abyssinian tree! Thus bow thy head to me!
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