Hassan : the story of Hassan of Bagdad, and how he came to make the golden journey to Samarkand : a play in five acts by James Elroy Flecker
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that harm or chill.
HASSAN My little house? CALIPH I chose it for you, knowing your disposition. Here in this remote corner of the garden you will hear no noise of street or Palace, but enjoy complete repose. HASSAN (With rapture) Mine, this little house? Mine, this sweet-scented door! CALIPH Knock on it and see. (HASSAN knocks. A door opens and ALDER, WILLOW, JUNIPER, and TAMARISK appear. TAMARISK the youngest, has somewhat of a mouse's squeak.) ALDER (To CALIPH with prostration) O, Emir of the Faithful! WILLOW (To CALIPH with prostration) O, Redresser of Wrong! JUNIPER (To CALIPH with prostration) O, Shadow of God on earth! TAMARISK |
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