That Arabs Through The Realms Of Space May Wander On, Light-Hearted, Great Allah Hath, To All Their Race, Four Favours Meet Imparted. The Turban First That Ornament All Regal Crowns Excelling; A Light And Ever-Shifting Tent, Wherein To Make Our Dwelling; A Sword, Which, More Than Rocks And Walls Doth Shield Us, Brightly Glistening; A Song That Profits And Enthrall, For Which The Maids Are List'Ning!