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             S.  O  thoughts that fled and  dispersed in pursuit of tliein  like
                   the bands of Saba  '
             0.  I  hailed  every  wind  that  blows,  ciying,  ‘ 0   North  wind
                   Q  South  wind !  0   East wind !
            10.  Have ye anj'^  knowledge of  what I feel  ?  Anguish  hath
                   befallen me on account of their de2iarture.’
            11.  The  East  wind  gave  me  its  news  delivered  by  the  shih
                   jjlants which  received it from  the  hill-flowers,
            12.  Saying, ‘ Whosoever is sick  of  the maladj^ of  passion,  let
                  him  be diverted  by^he  tales of love.’
            13.  Then  it  said,  ‘ 0   North  wind, tell  him  the  like  of  what
                  r  have told  him, or something more  wonderful.
           14.  Then  do  thou,  O  South  wind,  relate  the  like  of  what
                  I have related to him  or something more sweet.’
           15.  The  North  wind  said, ‘ I  have  a  joy  which  the  North
                  wind  shares  with  the  South  wind :
           16.  Every evil  is good  in the passion  which they ins^jire,  and
                  my  torment is sweetened by their approval.’
           17.  To what end, therefore, and  on what ground and for what
                  cause dost  thou complain of the sorrow and sickness ?
           18.  And  when  they  promise  j'^ou  aught,  j'^ou  see  that  its
                  lightning  giv'es  a  false  promise  of  rain.
           19.  The  Invisible  fashioned  on  the  sleeve  of  the  cloud
                 a  golden  embroidery  of  the  lightning’s  splendour,
          20.  And  its  tears  poured  from  it  upon  the  middle  of  its
                 cheek-balls  and  kindled  a  fierce  flame.
          21.  She  is a rose that springs  up  from  tears, a  narcissus  that
             22.  And  when  thou  wouldst  fain  gather  her, she  lets down,
                 sheds a  marvellous shower.

                 to  conceal  herself,  a  scorpion-like  tress  on  each  side
                  of her tcmf)les.
          23.  The sun rises  when  she  smiles.  0   Lord, how  bright  are
                  the.se bubbles on  her teeth !
          24.  Night  ajijjears  when  she  lots  fall  her  black,  lu.Kuriant,
                  and  tangled  hair.
          25.  The bees  compete  with  one  another  whenever  she  .si^its.
                 O  Lord, how sweet is that coolnes.s !
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