From the world’s undiscerning eyes,
And in its shell the pearl again,
And in its mine the jewel, lies.
THE CALIPH AND SATAN.
In heavy sleep the Caliph lay,
When some one called, “Arise and pray!”
The angry Caliph cried, “Who dare
Rebuke his king for slighted prayer?”
Then, from the corner of the room,
A voice cut sharply through the gloom:—