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'Twas quiet in our country long,
Long bloom’d a peaceful age,
When from the east a storm arose,
Amongst the lands to rage.
It was the daughter of the Khan,
The Khan of Tatary,
By Christian hands did for her gold,
Her pearls and jewels, die.
The daughter bright of Kublay Khan,
Fair as the moon was she,
Had heard of countries in the west,
Where many people be;
And she the foreign countries will
And foreign manners see.
Of youths upstarts there half-a -score,
Of waiting-maidens twain;
And soon as packages prepar’d
The needful things contain,
Upon swift steeds they seat themselves
And westward turn the rein.
As rosy bright the morning dawn
O’er misty woods doth gleam,
So did the daughter of the Khan
From art and nature beam.
In gold brocade the maiden shone,
Bosom and neck were bare,