Chapter LXXXVII
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The subtle ways of Destiny I know; In me she plays her game of "Give and Go." Misfortune I receive in cash, but joy, In drafts on Heaven or on the winds that blow.
LXXXVIII
I give and go, grim Destiny,--I play Upon this checker-board of Night and Day The dark game with thee, but the day will come When one will turn the Board the other way.
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The Luzumiyat of Abu'l-AlaChapter LXXXVII
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