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Poem November 27, 1884

The Weekly Visitor

Central Falls, Providence County, Rhode Island

What is this article about?

Poem by Mrs. C. I. Baker describing the antique Moorish fountain 'Shrub on Shoor' (Behold and Drink) in Morocco, built by Mamun, where diverse people gather to drink, converse, and enjoy music by moonlight, emphasizing equality and unity.

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SHRUB ON SHOOR

BY MRS. C. I. BAKER.

[In the city of Morocco there is an antique fountain decorated with Moorish arch, and carved in the old arabesque work; it is called Shrub on Shoor (Behold and Drink), and is inscribed with the architect's name, Mamun, with the pious addition, "God be praised that I was able to finish this work."]

Behold and drink! From heart of hills afar
I come, through cool, dark conduits that vein
Their way beneath the fertile palm-girt plain
And source of waters crystalline unbar.
The cup of Moor or Algerine, I fill:
Nor seek to know his nation or his creed,
Jew, pilgrim, prince or beggar, who hath need
Find equal favor here: Drink ye who will.
The motley group that come at eventide
Recount the day's events in converse brief,
And, like to outlines dim in bas-relief,
Seem pictured shadows by the fountain side.
And when the moon illumes the scene with light,
Is heard the melody of lute and song:
Anon, the voices cease! The flitting throng
Hath homeward vanished through the orient night.
—November Cottage Hearth.

What sub-type of article is it?

Ode

What themes does it cover?

Moral Virtue Nature Seasons

What keywords are associated?

Morocco Fountain Shrub On Shoor Behold And Drink Moorish Arabesque Equal Favor Multicultural Gathering Lute And Song

What entities or persons were involved?

By Mrs. C. I. Baker.

Poem Details

Title

Shrub On Shoor

Author

By Mrs. C. I. Baker.

Subject

On The Fountain Shrub On Shoor In Morocco

Form / Style

Quatrains With Abba Rhyme Scheme

Key Lines

Behold And Drink! From Heart Of Hills Afar Nor Seek To Know His Nation Or His Creed, Jew, Pilgrim, Prince Or Beggar, Who Hath Need Find Equal Favor Here: Drink Ye Who Will. And When The Moon Illumes The Scene With Light,

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