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A certain neighbor lying sick to death, / Ferishtah grieved beneath a palm-tree, whence / He rose at peace: whereat objected one / "Gudarz our friend gasps in extremity. / Sure, thou art ignorant how close at hand / Death presses, or the cloud, which fouled so late / Thy face, had deepened down not lightened off."
"I judge there will be respite, for I prayed."