Into Morocco #225502

Let those alone, then, accompany me in my trav els who have sometime at evening felt a thrill pass through them at the first plaintive notes of the little Arab flutes accompanying the drums. They are my comrades, they who have experienced that, my comrades and my brothers let them mount with me my broad-chested brown horse with flying mane and tail, and I will be their guide over plains carpeted with flowers, across solitary deserts of iris and dafi'odz'ls I will conduct them under the fierce sun to the very depths of this immemorial country, and will show them the dead cities there, whose re guiem is the murmur of unceasing prayers. As for others, let them spare themselves the trouble of commencing to read me they would not understand, and my song would appear to t/zgm monotonous and confused, the outcome of an empty dream.