I'll sing thee songs of Araby,
And tales of fair Kashmir,
Wild tales to cheat thee of a sigh,
Or charm thee to a tear.

And dreams of delight shall on thee break,
And rainbow visions rise,
And all my soul shall strive to wake
Sweet wonder in thine eyes!

Through those twin lakes, when wonder wakes,
My raptur'd song shall sink,
And as the diver dives for the pearls,
Bring tears, bright tears to their brink;

And dreams of delight shall on thee break,
And rainbow visions rise,
And all my soul shall strive to wake
Sweet wonder in thine eyes,
To cheat thee of a sigh
Or charm thee to a tear!