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Hussein / O most just Vizier, send away / The cloth-merchants, and let them be, / Them and their dues, this day: the King / Is ill at ease, and calls for thee.
The Vizier / O merchants, tarry yet a day / Here in Bukhara: but at noon, / To-morrow, come, and ye shall pay / Each fortieth web of cloth to me, / As the law is, and go your way.