Hadst never seen a Tigris, known Euphrates’ taste!
As he, again, not yet from worldly cares set free,
Is ignorant of ecstasy, of rapture’s glee;
Or, having heard thereof as tales from men of old,
Knows them as names alone, in storybooks oft told;485
Child’s A, B, C; as taught to every lisping elf;
But whose real meaning’s hidden from the teacher’s self.
Our Arab man now takes that water-pot in charge.
By day and night he travels;—load not over large!
Anxiety fast holds him, lest the pot should break;