The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.


The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Lalla Rookh, Light of the Harem (p. 259)


The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.

The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.

The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.

The humble rosemary Whose sweets so thanklessly are shed To scent the desert and the dead.