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One Thousand and One Nights
 Shehrazad on Wire"She rose like the morn as she shone through the night * And she gilded the grove with her gracious sight: From her radiance the sun taketh increase when * She unveileth and shameth the moonshine bright. Bow down all beings between her hands * As she showeth charms with her veil undight. And she floodeth cities with torrent tears * When she flasheth her look of leven-light." |  Shah Shahryar Holding the World"Rely not on women; * Trust not to their hearts, Whose joys and whose sorrows * Are hung to their parts! Lying love they will swear thee * Whence guile ne’er departs: Take Yusuf for sample * ’Ware sleights and ’ware smarts! Iblis ousted Adam * (See ye not?) thro’ their arts." |
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