Wavers in homeless dreams till love is known
And love for life atone."
Meanwhile the Afghan, glancing here and there,
Saw no one by him, and arose in haste,
And took the drinking cups with jewels graced,
And hid them in his rags, from stair to stair
Slid like a shadow, and from hall to hall;
So vanished, like a shadow from the wall.
Ben Ali from his aloe-planted lawn
Returned, and saw the drinking cups were gone,