Along the narrow Moorish street
A blue-eyed soldier strode.
(Ah, well-a-day)
Veiled from her lashes to her feet
She stepped from her abode,
(Ah, lack-a-day).
Now love may guard a favoured wife
Who leaves the harem door;
(Ah, well-a-day)
But hungry hearted is her life
When she is one of four.
(Ah, lack-a-day.)
If black eyes glow with sudden fire
And meet warm eyes of blue-
(Ah, well-a-day).
The old, old story of desire
Repeats itself anew.
(Ah, lack-a-day.)
When bugles blow the soldier flies-
Though bitter tears may fall
(Ah, lack-a-day).
A MOORISH CHILD WITH BLUE, BLUE EYES
PLAYS IN THE HAREM HALL.
(Ah, well-a-day.)
An Episode
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Poem topics: child, fire, life, wife, desire, narrow, door, street, story, bitter, warm, black, hungry, guard, love, soldier, I love you, blue, Valentine's Day, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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