Far across the desert sands
A. Woodforde-Finden
Far across the desert sands,
I hear the camel-bells;
Merchants have come from alien lands,
With stuffs, and gems, and silken bands,
Back where their old love dwells.
O my belovèd, far away
Are cities by the sea;
Yet should I go to far Cathay
For many a weary night and day,
My dreams were still of thee.