A caravan from China comes; <br /> For miles it sweetens all the air <br />With fragrant silks and dreaming gums, <br /> Attar and myrrh -- <br />A caravan from China comes. <br /> <br />O merchant, tell me what you bring, <br /> With music sweet of camel bells; <br />How long have you been travelling <br /> With these sweet smells? <br />O merchant, tell me what you bring. <br /> <br />A lovely lady is my freight, <br /> A lock escaped of her long hair, -- <br />That is this perfume delicate <br /> That fills the air -- <br />A lovely lady is my freight. <br /> <br />Her face is from another land, <br /> I think she is no mortal maid, -- <br />Her beauty, like some ghostly hand, <br /> Makes me afraid; <br />Her face is from another land. <br /> <br />The little moon my cargo is, <br /> About her neck the Pleiades <br />Clasp hands and sing; Hafiz, 't is this <br /> Perfumes the breeze -- <br />The little moon my cargo is.<br /><br />Richard Le Gallienne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-caravan-from-china-comes-after-hafiz/
