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Thy way unto the Sun the spaces through Where king Orion's black-eyed huris slew
 * The Mother of Night to guide the Wings that bear

The flame divine hid in a drop of dew.

Hear ye who in the dust of ages creep. And in the halls of wicked masters sleep:—
 * Arise! and out of this wan weariness

Where Allah's laughter makes the Devil weep.