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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
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A fool were Ishak if he failed to prize
Mere head's work less than heart's work: no fool he! "
Mere head's work less than heart's work: no fool he! "
"Is God less wise? Resume the roll!" They did.
You groped your way across my room i' the dear dark dead of night;
At each fresh step a stumble was; but, once your lamp alight,
Easy and plain you walked again: so soon all wrong grew right!
You groped your way across my room i' the dear dark dead of night;
At each fresh step a stumble was; but, once your lamp alight,
Easy and plain you walked again: so soon all wrong grew right!
What lay on floor to trip your foot? Each object, late awry,
Looked fitly placed, nor proved offence to footing free—for why?
The lamp showed all, discordant late, grown simple symmetry.
Looked fitly placed, nor proved offence to footing free—for why?
The lamp showed all, discordant late, grown simple symmetry.
