XXXIII.

Far other influence pour’d the Crescent’s light O’er conquer’d realms, in ages pass’d away; Full and alone it beam’d, intensely bright, While distant climes in midnight darkness lay. Then rose th’ Alhambra, with its founts and shades, Fair marble halls, alcoves, and orange bowers: Its sculptured lions,[23] richly wrought arcades, Aërial pillars, and enchanted towers; Light, splendid, wild, as some Arabian tale Would picture fairy domes that fleet before the gale.