By day the pious fast and pray;
And solemn feasts are held by day.
Night.
Day can but paint the skies with blue,
Night’s starry hosts amaze the view.
Day.
... I am a Moslem—white my vest,
Thou a vile thief, in sable drest.
Out, negro-face!—dar’st thou compare
Thy cheeks with mine, so purely fair?