O BLEST unfabled Incense Tree, br That burns in glorious Araby, br With red scent chalicing the air, br Till earth-life grow Elysian there! br br Half buried to her flaming breast br In this bright tree she makes her nest, br Hundred-sunned Phœnix! when she must br Crumble at length to hoary dust; br br Her gorgeous death-bed, her rich pyre br Burnt up with aromatic fire; br Her urn, sight-high from spoiler men, br Her birthplace when self-born again. br br The mountainless green wilds among, br Here ends she her unechoing song: br With amber tears and odorous sighs br Mourned by the desert where she dies.