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His were the words " Saad Wakkas, he it thine O'er godless realms God's levin-bolt to fling, To purge with purer flame the Magian's shrine, To tame the high-born pride of Persia's I{ing.
· And now he comes to spread upon the ground Trophies of nameless price from Persia won ; · Bright jewels heaps before him and around, That once adorned the votaries of the sun.
* Saad bin Wakkas The Caliph looks, then turns away his eyes.
Persia's kingdom lies a crumpled scroll !
". All, all upon this earth shall pass away : "Kingdoms and Kings, wealth, power, glory, fame• " The weak heart's snare, the playthings of a day, "The weak soul's lure, the echoes of a name.
" Thy power abides, and Thine the hand alone "That holds the kingdom of the earth and skies.
"Say, who hath seen the Persian on his throne, " Decked in his jewelled trappings ?