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Full moon with sun in single mansion * In brightest sheen and

fortune rose and shone, With happy splendour changing every

sprite: * Hail to what guerdons prayer with blissfull boon! Their

charms and grace have gained perfection's height, * All hearts

have conquered and all wits have won. Laud to the Lord for works

so wonder strange, * And what th' Almighty wills His hand hath

done!

When I saw him I rose to him and invoking blessings on him asked,

O my lord, wilt thou not take thy monies?" "Whence the

hurry?"[FN#514] quoth he, "Wait till I have made an end of my

business and then I will come and take them." Again he rode away

and I said to myself, "By Allah, when he comes next time needs

must I make him my guest; for I have traded with his dirhams and

have gotten large gains thereby." At the end of the year he came

again, habited in a suit of clothes more sumptuous than the

former; and, when I conjured him by the Evangel to alight at my

house and eat of my guest food, he said, "I consent, on condition

that what thou expendest on me shall be of my monies still in thy

hands.