LXXVII.

The city won for Allah from the Giaour

The Giaour from Othman's race again may wrest;

And the Serai's impenetrable tower

Receive the fiery Frank, her former guest; [35.B.]

Or Wahab's[182] rebel brood who dared divest

The Prophet's tomb of all its pious spoil, [36.B.]

May wind their path of blood along the West;

But ne'er will Freedom seek this fated soil,

But slave succeed to slave through years of endless toil.