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Melech Mahommed looked up and saw that the whole house was illuminated with the brilliancy of the precious stones as when the sun emerges from the 
darkness of night Every jewel seemed to outvalue the riches of the whole world and in comparison of their splendor his own seemed quite devoid of brilliancy “What an arch blockhead” thought he, to have offended Gheti Afroz for such a trifle An hour passed away and the princess did not condescend to look on the side of the house where he was Melech Mahommed then bent down his eyes on the ground and began to weep and wail bitterly till at last the princesses was melted and began to be sorry for the words she had uttered Melech Mahommed said she how would you find in your heart to speak to me so unkindly and now you are like to break your heart at the harsh speech which you yourself provoked He replied

        Ah! What luckless fate is mine
        Doomed mid untasted joys to pine
        Ah, who could dream that cruel pride
        Should on that charming lip reside
        Bitterness and gall have chased
        The ripe, the rich pistachios’ taste


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