325. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. To «steal a prayer-mat» is to pray to be seen of men.--Nicolas. A satire on some hypocrite, perhaps himself. 326. No more let fate's annoys our peace consume, But let us rather rosy wine consume, The world our murderer is, and wine its blood, Shall we not then that murderer's blood consume? 326. L. N. See Koran, ii. 187. 327. For Thee I vow to cast repute away, And, if I shrink, the penalty to pay; Though life might satisfy Thy cruelty, 'Twere naught, I'll bear it till the judgment-day! 327. C. L. N. A. B. I. 328. In Being's rondure do we stray belated, Our pride of manhood humbled and abated; Would we were gone! long since have we been wearied With this world's griefs, and with its pleasures sated. 328. L. N. 329. The world is false, so I'll be false as well, And with bright wine, and gladness ever dwell! They say, «May Allah grant thee penitence!» He grants it not, and, did he, I'd rebel! 329. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. A pun in the original. 330. When Death shall tread me down upon the plain, And pluck my feathers, and my life-blood drain, Then mould me to a cup, and fill with wine, Haply its scent will make me breathe again. 330. C. L. N. A. B. I. J. 331. So far as this world's dealings I have traced, I find its favours shamefully misplaced; Allah be praised! I see myself debarred From all its boons, and wrongfully disgraced. 331. C. L. N. A. I. _Alam hama_, etc., «states entirely gratuitous.» Write _baran_ without a _madd_. Bl., Prosody, p. 11. Compare Shakespeare, Sonnet 66. 332. 'Tis dawn! my heart with wine I will recruit, And dash to bits the glass of good repute; My long-extending hopes I will renounce, And grasp long tresses, and the charming lute. 332. L. N. B. 333. Though I had sinned the sins of all mankind, I know Thou would'st to mercy be inclined; Thou sayest, «I will help in time of need» One needier than I where wilt Thou find? 333. C. L. N. A. I. J. The _waw_ in _'afw_ is a consonant, and therefore takes _kasra_ for the _izafat_, without the intervention of conjunctive _ya_. 334. Am I a wine-bibber? What if I am? Gueber or infidel? Suppose I am? Each sect miscalls me, but I heed them not, I am my own, and, what I am, I am. 334. C. L. N. A. I. J. _Zan i khud_ for _azan i khud_, «my own property.» 335. All my life long from drink I have not ceased, And drink I will to-night on Kadr's feast; And throw my arms about the wine-jar's neck, And kiss its lip, and clasp it to my breast! 335. C. L. N. A. I. J. _Kadr_ the night of power. Koran, xcvi. 1. 336. I know what is, and what is not, I know The lore of things above, and things below; But all this lore will cheerfully renounce, If one a higher grade than drink can show.