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periesms.163.3.52.pdf

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had arrayed herself in sable garments or as the Poet says when

The Zingi legions [??]ing sad and slow
O’er earths green visture bid their tresses flow
While as their blackening ranks debate afar
The sky glows brilliant as one sparkling star.

The Shah retired to his couch of rest but Gheti Afroz sent for Ruh Afza and said [“C]ontrive by art Magic to turn this Shah of yours into the form of an animal that he may know how poor Melech Mahommed fares so that some comfort may teach that unhappy lover

When love my friend assails with glances sly
The devotee will find it hard to fly
For in a single Moment disappears
The sage devotion of an hundred years
Whour the lovers feverish pulse would try
Must know the symptoms well by sympathy
Great avecennas skies had all been vain
Caliph himself had felt the lovers pain[.”]

Ruh Afza said[,] [“W]ith all my heart I myself wished to propose the very thing to your Majesty.[“] In short the first part of the night had passed the Shah was intoxicated with ruby wine.