In a Minor Key
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There is a magic kingdom of strange powers,
Thought-hidden, lit by other stars than ours;
And, when a wanderer through its mazes
Word of things seen, men say: “A poet sings
Love comes to all soon or late, And maketh gay or sad; For every bird will find its mate, And every lass a lad,
There's a place I know where the birds swing low, And wayward vines go roaming, Where the lilacs nod, and a marble god Is pale, in scented gloaming
And at sunset there comes a lady fair Whose eyes are deep with yearning
By an old, old ga...
"On the east coast, towards Tunis, the Moors still preserve the key of their ancestors' houses in Spain; to which country they still express the hopes of one day returning and again planting the crescent on the ancient walls of the Alhambra