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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
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2. THE MELON-SELLER.

Going his rounds one day in Ispahan,—Half-way on Dervishhood, not wholly there,—Ferishtah, as he crossed a certain bridge,Came startled on a well-remembered face."Can it be? What, turned melon-seller—thou?Clad in such sordid garb, thy seat yon stepWhere dogs brush by thee and express contempt?Methinks, thy head-gear is some scooped-out gourd!Nay, sunk to slicing up, for readier sale,
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