"Hearken to the reed-flute, how it discourses When complaining of the pains of separation; 'Ever since they tore me from ..."
"Reason is like an officer when the King appears; The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shado..."
"Whence did this breath come to thee, O my soul; Whence this throbbing, O my heart? O bird, speak the language of birds I..."
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