ON THE
INAUGURATION OF HAROUN ALRASHID,
AND THE
APPOINTMENT OF YAHIA
TO BE HIS VIZIER.
BY ISAAC ALMOUSELY.
TH’ affrighted sun erewhile had fled,
And hid his radiant face in night;
A cheerless gloom the world o’erspread—
But Haroun came, and all was bright.
Again the sun shoots forth his rays;
Nature is decked in beauty's robe:
For mighty Haroun's sceptre sways,
And Yahia's arm sustains the globe.