Daily went the sultan 's daughter, 'Neath the stare the loveliest wonder, In the twilight to the fountain, Wbere the silver water piashes. Every day the young slave waited In the tvcihght by the fountain, Where the silver water piashes. Daily Rrew he white and whiter. White and whiter. Once at evening spake the princesa To the slave, in proud, cold accents, "Slave. thy name - I fain wouki know it. Wbere 's thy home? Who are thy kindredf" And the slave made answer. "I am called Mahomet, I am f rom Yeman, And my tribe is that of Asra, Who die, O maid ! when once they love; And my trihe is that of Asra, Who die, O maid I when once they love.