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This world a body is, and God its soul, And angels are its senses, who control Its limbs—the creatures, elements, and spheres; The ONE is the sole basis of the whole.

Last night that idol who enchants my heart, With true desire to elevate my heart, Gave me his cup to drink; when I refused, He said, "O drink to gratify my heart!"

Would'st thou have fortune bow her neck to thee. Make it thy care to feed thy soul with glee; And hold a creed like mine, which is, to drain The cup of wine, not that of misery.