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- AND Ishmael crouched beside a crackling briar
- Blinded with sand, and maddened by his thirst,
- A derelict, though he know not why accursed.
- And lo! One saw, and strung the dissonant lyre,
- Made firm his bow unto the arrow's spire,
- And gave him dates and wine. Then at the first
- Flushings of dawn Ishmael arose, and burst
- To triumphing freedom, ran, and eased desire.
- His domain was the desert. None tamed him.
- None bought or sold his spirit, though his hand
- Dripped red against the dawn and sunset stain.
- Thrones melted, kingdoms passed to the wodld's rim.
- But Ishmael scourged the lion in Paran land,
- And kept his faith with God. And he will reign.
- Herbert E. Palmer
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