The Young Gazelle

The splendid sun enthroned the mountain's crest,

And poured long beams across the summer plain;

Curly clouds, with showers by mercy blessed,

Awoke the smiling fruits and flowers again.

Their newborn lips received the morning's kiss,

While echoing hills proclaimed the joyful hour;

And I walked forth found myself in liberty, 

And sang as though my sound itself a flower.

A young gazelle came forth with coquetry 

And danced like light upon the rain-washed lea;

She pleased me fairest as Ruth and her poetry,

While all the mead awoke with that melody.

Till lo! a hunter sought to steal her smile—

She fled, and Life outstripped grim Death the while.

---Affaq 

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