THE MINARET BELLS.

By William Makepeace Thackeray

Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,

By the light of the star,

On the blue river's brink,

I heard a guitar.

I heard a guitar,

On the blue waters clear,

And knew by its music,

That Selim was near!

Tink-a-tink, tink-a-tink,

How the soft music swells,

And I hear the soft clink

Of the minaret bells!