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197 SAADI.

in groves,

Kine in droves,

In ocean sport the scaly herds,

Wedge-like cleave the air the birds,

To northern lakes fly wind-borne ducks,

Browse the mountain sheep in flocks,

Men consort in camp and town,

But the poet dwells alone.

God, who gave to him the lyre,

Of all mortals the desire,

For all breathing men's behoof,

Straitly charged him, 'Sit aloof;'

Annexed a warning, poets say,

To the bright premium,—

Ever, when twain together play,

Shall the harp be dumb.