The Shaving of Shagpat; an Arabian entertainment — Volume 3 by George Meredith
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them that loved childish games and romps, and meditated by myself in
gardens and closets, feigning sleep when the elder ones discoursed, that I might learn something of this mystery, and all that was spoken perplexed me more, as the sage declareth: Who in a labyrinth wandereth without clue, More that he wandereth doth himself undo. Though I was quick as the quick-eyed falcon, I discovered nought, flying ever at false game,-- A follower of misleading beams, A cheated soul, the mock of dreams. At times I thought that it was the King of Oolb was my father, and plotted to come in his path; and there were kings and princes of far countries whom I sought to encounter, that they might claim me; but none claimed me. O my betrothed, few gave me love beside Ravaloke, and when the wife that he cherished died, he solely, for I was lost in waywardness and the slave of moody imaginings. 'Tis said: If thou the love of the world for thyself wouldst gain, mould thy breast Liker the world to become, for its like the world loveth best; and this was not I then. Now, the sons and daughters of men are used to celebrate the days of their birth with gifts and rejoicings, but I could only celebrate that day which delivered me from death into the hands of Ravaloke, as none |
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