THE BROWNIES IN ARABIA.

But where such wondrous tufts exist
A few small feathers won’t be missed,
’T is lucky for the bird that we

Are satisfied with two or three;

For if it fell in human hands,

He ’d soon go naked o’er the sands;
Or, if a beast such chance could find,
He ’d hardly leave the bones behind.”

A novel spectacle they made

When thus in nodding plumes arrayed ;
A foreign prince might well be proud
To be the poorest in the crowd,

And have his head appear so fair

With plumes that waved so high in air.

 

rassy fields or plains of sancl
Ong ature rules laine of. band.