Unknown, Tales from the ArabicVolume 3… (1901)
“ I swear by his life, yea, I swear by the life of my love without peer, iii. 21.If I must die, then welcome death to heal, iii. 23.If, in his own land, midst his folk, abjection and despite, ii. 196.I’m the crown of every sweet and fragrant weed, ii. 255.In every rejoicing a boon [1] midst the singers and minstrels am I, ii. 258.In my soul the fire of yearning and affliction rageth aye, iii. 65.Indeed, thou’st told the tale of kings and men of might, iii. 87.It chances whiles that the blind man escapes a pit, ii. 51. ”
