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POTIPHAR'S WIFE
And kissed her feet, and prayed: "What swift employ May thy true servant find?" Of manhood mouldedIn every part was Yûsuf; and her eye O'er-roamed him with a tender tyranny.
XVIII.Yet more he shunned th' imperious look of love Than if her glance had blaze of wrath displayed:"But," quoth the Princess, "this night will I proveIf thou be servant true!" Therewith she badeFollow:—and, entering that first chamber-door,Shot the bronze bolt; and from his brown throat tore—
XIX.With swift impatient hand—the leathern thong Marking him thrall; and cried: "My soul's desire!
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