As seamen on the seas...

As seamen on the seas

With song and dance descry

Adown the morning breeze

An islet in the sky:

In Araby the dry,

As o'er the sandy plain

The panting camels cry

To smell the coming rain:

So all things over earth

A common law obey,

And rarity and worth

Pass, arm in arm, away;

And even so, to-day,

The printer and the bard,

In pressless Davos, pray

Their sixpenny reward.