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12 On the Desert

All around,

To the bound

Of the vast horizon’s round,

All sand, sand, sand –

All burning, glaring sand –

On my camel’s hump I ride,

As he sways from side to side,

With an awkward step of pride,

And his scraggy head uplifted, and his eye

So long and bland.

Nothing is near,

In the blear

horizon : the distant line where the awkward : (here) clumsy
sky appears to meet the land scraggy : very thin
or the sea bland : dull
glaring : bright in an unpleasant way blear : vagueness in the eye

sways : moves slowly from side to
side
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