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to her own chamber After some time spent in conversation they retired to their couches Melech Mahommed however was as ready to die as to sleep From the strength of the wine and the predominance of love he was so intoxicated that he had no power of self restraint unable to lie still he rose up and saw Gheti Afroz sleeping in all her charms in the deep sleep of wine Hap or happen what may said he “I may now attain my wish Determined to be guilty of a [hunous?] indiscretion he stretched out his hand to lay hold of her cestus when the merciless tormentor again awaked and in a fit of passion exclaimed Cursed ox what is this you are about Melech Mahommed with an awkward leap flounced off the couch and stood on the floor in the form of an ox Immediately her attendants threw a rope round his neck and bound him to a sturdy tree to prevent him from trampling the garden of the Shah with his hoofs Gheti Afroz at him said:

With scornful smile with tearful eye I see thy figure stalking by

Taking some brilliant jewels she suspended them round his neck at the same

time