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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
70 FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
And sighs — ' Well-saffroned was that barley-soup I '
Can wisdom co -exist with — gorge-and-swill
I say not, — simply sensual preference
For this or that fantastic meat and drink ?
Moreover, wind blows sharper than its wont
This morning, and thou hast already donned
Thy sheepskin over-garment : sure the sage
Is busied with conceits that soar above
A pett>- change of season and its chance
Of causing ordinary flesh to sneeze ?
I always thought. Sir "...
"Son," Ferishtah said, " Truth ought to seem as never thought before. How if I give it birth in parable ? A neighbour owns two camels, beasts of price