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“ I was not of those whose wrong- wrought it, God knows ! 
Yet to-day must I he burned in its blaze.” 
v. 22. “ He drank deep at the first draught” (nehila) and “ he drank deep a 
second draught” (‘ alia ), both words used originally of camels, are in constant use in 
Arab poetry to describe the thrust and thrust again of spears. 
v. 23. Wine was forbidden to him, because he had sworn not to drink it until he 
attained to his vengeance. 
v. 25. This verse is omitted in Freytag’s edn. of et-Tebrizi’s Hamaseh : I have 
restored it from Schultens’ text, because it appears to arise naturally out of the idea of 
the preceding verse. 
v. 27. “The vultures,” 1 itaqu-t-teyri: literally, “the noble of birds,” a term 
reserved for birds of prey. “ Flap their wings,” tahfu : this is the reading of Schul¬ 
tens, and is also given by et-Tebrizi in the commentary, though he admits teghdti into 
the text; the former reading seems to mo to give much greater vividness to the horri¬ 
ble picture than the latter, which is a mere auxiliary verb. 
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If no ITmeymeh were there, no Want would trouble my soul— 
no labour call me to toil for bread through pitchiest night; 
What moves my longing to live is but that well do I know 
how low the fatherless lies,—how hard the kindness of kin. 
I quake before loss of wealth lest lacking fall upon her, 
and leave her shieldless and bare as flesh set forth on a board. 
My life she prays for, and I from mere love pray for her death— 
yea, death, the gentlest and kindest guest to visit a maid. 
5 I fear an uncle’s rebuke, a brother’s harshness for her ; 
my chiefcst end was to spare her heart the grief of a word. 
