Chapter 636 of 1964 · 60 words · ~1 min read

LXXVIII.

Troops of untended horses; here and there Some little hamlets, with new names uncouth; Some shepherds (unlike Paris) led to stare A moment at the European youth Whom to the spot their school-boy feelings bear;[ee] A Turk, with beads in hand, and pipe in mouth, Extremely taken with his own religion, Are what I found there--but the devil a Phrygian.