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In her face's time no lover Inclination for the mead hath
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There gleamed out a star and straightway The gathering's moon's become
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O East, by the Loved One's dwelling To fare deny thou not
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A Sojourn of peace and safety, Sheer wine and a loving friend
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In the Magians' stead the very Light of God I see
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To the courtiers of the Sultan Who will bear this prayer for me?
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Though of deserving, indeed, to vaunt me Unto the Friend unfit is
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In the Magian Elder's favour Life and joyance without spare is
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Once on a time, a heart, o Muslims, mine was
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Who of Fortune's grace held worthy At Creation's date, indeed, is
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