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.