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Rh And love, for words thy tongue could say.

I cannot sell my heaven again

For all that rattles in thy brain."

III

Said Saadi, "When I stood before

Hassan the camel-driver's door,

I scorned the fame of Timour brave;

Timour, to Hassan, was a slave.

In every glance of Hassan's eye

I read great years of victory,

And I, who cower mean and small

In the frequent interval

When wisdom not with me resides,

Worship Toil's wisdom that abides.

I shunned his eyes, that faithful man's,

I shunned the toiling Hassan's glance."

IV

The civil world will much forgive

To bards who from its maxims live,

But if, grown bold, the poet dare

Bend his practice to his prayer

And following his mighty heart

Shame the times and live apart,—

Væ solis! I found this,

That of goods I could not miss

If I fell within the line,

Once a member, all was mine,