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By the Star when it plunges, |
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your comrade is not astray, neither errs, |
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nor speaks he out of caprice. |
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This is naught but a revelation revealed, |
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taught him by one terrible in power, |
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very strong; he stood poised, |
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being on the higher horizon, |
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then drew near and suspended hung, |
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two bows' length away, or nearer, |
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then revealed to his servant that he revealed. |
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His heart lies not of what he saw; |
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what, will you dispute with him what he sees? |
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Indeed, he saw him another time |
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by the Lote-Tree of the Boundary |
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nigh which is the Garden of the Refuge, |