Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

James Elroy Flecker. THE MASTER OF THE CARAVAN But you are nothing but a lot of Jews . THE PRINCIPAL JEWS Sir , even dogs have daylight , and we pay . THE MASTER OF THE CARAVAN But who are ye in rags and rotten shoes , You dirty - bearded , blocking up the way ? THE PILGRIMS We are the Pilgrims , master ; we shall go Always a little further : it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow , Across that angry or that glimmering sea , White on a throne or guarded in a cave There lives a prophet who can understand Why men were born : but surely we are brave , Who make the golden journey to Samarkand . THE CHIEF MERCHANT We gnaw the nail of hurry . Master , away !