He Shall Sleep Unscathed Of Thieves Who Loves Allah And Believes. Thus Heard One Who Shared The Tent, In The Far-Off Orient, Of The Bedouin Ben Ahrzz - Nobler Never Loved The Stars Through The Palm-Leaves Nigh The Dim Dawn His Courser Neighed To Him! He Said: "Let The Sands Be Swarmed With Such Thieves As I, And Thou Shalt At Morning Rise, Unharmed, Light As Eyelash To The Brow Of Thy Camel, Amber-Eyed, Ever Munching Either Side, Striding Still, With Nestled Knees, Through The Midnight'S Oases. "Who Can Rob Thee An Thou Hast More Than This That Thou Hast Cast At My Feet - This Dust Of Gold? Simply This And That, All Told! Hast Thou Not A Treasure Of Such A Thing As Men Call Love? "Can The Dusky Band I Lead Rob Thee Of Thy Daily Need Of A Whiter Soul, Or Steal What Thy Lordly Prayers Reveal? Who Could Be Enriched Of Thee By Such Hoard Of Poverty As Thy Niggard Hand Pretends To Dole Me - Thy Worst Of Friends? Therefore Shouldst Thou Pause To Bless One Indeed Who Blesses Thee; Robbing Thee, I Dispossess But Myself. - Pray Thou For Me!" He Shall Sleep Unscathed Of Thieves Who Loves Allah And Believes.
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