The Fire-Worshippers.
Beholding heaven, and feeling hell.
The Fire-Worshippers.
As sunshine broken in the rill,
Though turned astray, is sunshine still.
The Fire-Worshippers.
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!
Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
The Fire-Worshippers.
Alas! how light a cause may move