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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
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Make thou this answer: 'If indeed no mageOpened my eyes and worked a miracle,Then let the stars thank me who apprehendThat such an one is white, such other blue!But for my apprehension both were blank.Cannot I close my eyes and bid my brainMake whites and blues, conceive without stars' help,New qualities of colour? were my sightLost or misleading, would yon red—I judgeA ruby's benefaction—stand for aughtBut green from vulgar glass? Myself appraiseLustre and lustre; should I overlookFomalhaut and declare some fen-fire king,Who shall correct me, lend me eyes he trustsNo more than I trust mine? My mage for me!
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