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alámán heard—the Sea of his Soul was mov'd,And bubbled up with Jewels, and he said;"Oh Shah, I am the Slave of thy Desire,Dust of thy Throne ascending Foot am I;Whatever thou Desirest I would do,But sicken of my own Incompetence;Not in the Hand of my infirmer WillTo carry into Deed mine own Desire.Time upon Time I torture mine own Soul,Devising liberation from the SnareI languish in. But when upon that MoonI _think_, my Soul relapses—and when _look_—I leave both Worlds behind to follow her!"
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