FROM THE DESERT

FROM THE DESERT
Bedouin Love-Song
Song
C. B. Hawley
Bayard Taylor
G. Schirmer
Also set to music by George W. Chadwick (1890)[first verse only] and Ciro Pinsuti (arr. H. W. Porter, 1925).

From the desert I come to thee
On my Arab shod with fire,
And the winds are left behind
In the speed of my desire.
Under thy window I stand,
And the midnight hears my cry;
I love thee, I love but thee,
With a love that shall not die

Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment-book unfold.

From thy window look and see
My passion and my pain;
I lie on the sands below,
And I faint in thy disdain.

Let the night-winds touch thy brow
With the breath of my burning sigh,
And melt thee to hear the vow
Of a love that shall not die

Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment-book unfold.

FROM THE DESERT