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 Till they grew drunk and were smitten with madness and went to their fall, ''And of these is a story written: but Allah Alone knoweth all! ''

When the wine stirred in their heart their bosoms dilated, They rose to suppose themselves kings over all things created— To decree a new earth at a birth without labour or sorrow— To declare: "We prepare it to-day and inherit to-morrow." They chose themselves prophets and priests of minute understanding, Men swift to see done, and outrun, their extremest commanding— Of the tribe which describe with a jibe the perversions of Justice— Panders avowed to the crowd whatsoever its lust is.

Swiftly these pulled down the walls that their fathers had made them— The impregnable ramparts of old, they razed and relaid them As playgrounds of pleasure and leisure with limitless entries, And havens of rest for the wastrels where once walked the sentries; And because there was need of more pay for the shouters and marchers, They disbanded in face of their foemen their yeomen and archers.

They replied to their well-wishers' fears—to their enemies' laughter, Saying: "Peace!. We have fashioned a God Which shall save us hereafter. We ascribe all dominion to man in his factions conferring, And have given to numbers the Name of the Wisdom unerring."