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Once on a time from all the Circles seven	A
Between the steadfast Earth and rolling Heaven	A
The Birds of all Note Plumage and Degree	B
That float in Air and roost upon the Tree	B
And they that from the Waters snatch their Meat	C
And they that scour the Desert with long Feet	C
Birds of all Natures known or not to Man	D
Flock'd from all Quarters into full Divan	D
On no less solemn business than to find	E
Or choose a Sultan Khalif of their kind	E
For whom if never theirs or lost they pined	E
The Snake had his 'twas said and so the Beast	F
His Lion lord and Man had his at least	F
And that the Birds who nearest were the Skies	G
And went apparell'd in its Angel Dyes	G
Should be without under no better Law	H
Than that which lost all other in the Maw	H
Disperst without a Bond of Union nay	I
Or meeting to make each the other's Prey	I
This was the Grievance this the solemn Thing	J
On which the scatter'd Commonwealth of Wing	J
From all the four Winds flying like to Cloud	K
That met and blacken'd Heav'n and Thunder loud	K
With Sound of whirring Wings and Beaks that clash'd	L
Down like a Torrent on the Desert dash'd	L
Till by Degrees the Hubbub and Pell mell	M
Into some Order and Precedence fell	M
And Proclamation made of Silence each	N
In special Accent but in general Speech	N
That all should understand as seem'd him best	O
The Congregation of all Wings addrest	O
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And first with Heart so full as from his Eyes	G
Ran weeping up rose Tajidar the Wise	G
The mystic Mark upon whose Bosom show'd	O
That He alone of all the Birds THE ROAD	O
Had travell'd and the Crown upon his Head	O
Had reach'd the Goal and He stood forth and said	O
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'O Birds by what Authority divine	P
I speak you know by His authentic Sign	P
And Name emblazon'd on my Breast and Bill	Q
Whose Counsel I assist at and fulfil	Q
At His Behest I measured as he plann'd	O
The Spaces of the Air and Sea and Land	O
I gauged the secret sources of the Springs	R
From Cloud to Fish the Shadow of my Wings	R
Dream'd over sleeping Deluge piloted	O
The Blast that bore Sulayman's Throne and led	O
The Cloud of Birds that canopied his Head	O
Whose Word I brought to Balkis and I shared	O
The Counsel that with Asaf he prepared	O
And now you want a Khalif and I know	S
Him and his whereabout and How to go	S
And go alone I could and plead your cause	T
Alone for all but by the eternal laws	U
Yourselves by Toil and Travel of your own	V
Must for your old Delinquency atone	V
Were you indeed not blinded by the Curse	W
Of Self exile that still grows worse and worse	W
Yourselves would know that though you see him not	O
He is with you this Moment on this Spot	O
Your Lord through all Forgetfulness and Crime	X
Here There and Everywhere and through all Time	X
But as a Father whom some wayward Child	O
By sinful Self will has unreconciled	O
Waits till the sullen Reprobate at cost	O
Of long Repentance should regain the Lost	O
Therefore yourselves to see as you are seen	Y
Yourselves must bridge the Gulf you made between	Y
By such a Search and Travel to be gone	Z
Up to the mighty mountain Kaf whereon	Z
Hinges the World and round about whose Knees	A2
Into one Ocean mingle the Seven Seas	A2
In whose impenetrable Forest folds	B2
Of Light and Dark 'Symurgh' his Presence holds	B2
Not to be reach'd if to be reach'd at all	Q
But by a Road the stoutest might apal	Q
Of Travel not of Days or Months but Years	C2
Life long perhaps of Dangers Doubts and Fears	C2
As yet unheard of Sweat of Blood and Brain	Z
Interminable often all in vain	Z
And if successful no Return again	Z
A Road whose very Preparation scared	O
The Traveller who yet must be prepared	O
Who then this Travel to Result would bring	J
Needs both a Lion's Heart beneath the Wing	J
And even more a Spirit purified	O
Of Worldly Passion Malice Lust and Pride	O
Yea ev'n of Worldly Wisdom which grows dim	D2
And dark the nearer it approaches Him	D2
Who to the Spirit's Eye alone reveal'd	O
By sacrifice of Wisdom's self unseal'd	O
Without which none who reach the Place could bear	E2
To look upon the Glory dwelling there '	-
	-
One Night from out the swarming City Gate	O
Stept holy Bajazyd to meditate	O
Alone amid the breathing Fields that lay	Q
In solitary Silence leagues away	Q
Beneath a Moon and Stars as bright as Day	Q
And the Saint wondering such a Temple were	F2
And so lit up and scarce one worshipper	F2
A voice from Heav'n amid the stillness said	O
'The Royal Road is not for all to tread	O
Nor is the Royal Palace for the Rout	O
Who even if they reach it are shut out	O
The Blaze that from my Harem window breaks	G2
With fright the Rabble of the Roadside takes	G2
And ev'n of those that at my Portal din	Z
Thousands may knock for one that enters in '	-
	-
Thus spoke the Tajidar and the wing'd Crowd	O
That underneath his Word in Silence bow'd	O
Clapp'd Acclamation and their Hearts and Eyes	G
Were kindled by the Firebrand of the Wise	G
They felt their Degradation they believed	O
The word that told them how to be retrieved	O
And in that glorious Consummation won	Z
Forgot the Cost at which it must be done	Z
'They only long'd to follow they would go	S
Whither he led through Flood or Fire or Snow'	Z
So cried the Multitude But some there were	F2
Who listen'd with a cold disdainful air	F2
Content with what they were or grudging Cost	O
Of Time or Travel that might all be lost	O
These one by one came forward and preferr'd	O
Unwise Objection which the wiser Word	O
Shot with direct Reproof or subtly round	O
With Argument and Allegory wound	O
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The Pheasant first would know by what pretence	G
The Tajidar to that pre eminence	G
Was raised a Bird but for his lofty Crest	O
And such the Pheasant had like all the Rest	O
Who answer'd 'By no Virtue of my own	Z
Suleiman chose me but by His alone	Z
Not by the Gold and Silver of my Sighs	G
Made mine but the free Largess of his Eyes	G
Behold the Grace of Allah comes and goes	G
As to Itself is good and no one knows	G
Which way it turns in that mysterious Court	O
Not he most finds who furthest travels for't	O
For one may crawl upon his knees Life long	H2
And yet may never reach or all go wrong	H2
Another just arriving at the Place	G
He toil'd for and the Door shut in his Face	G
Whereas Another scarcely gone a Stride	O
And suddenly Behold he is Inside	O
But though the Runner win not he that stands	G
No Thorn will turn to Roses in his Hands	G
Each one must do his best and all endure	F2
And all endeavour hoping but not sure	F2
Heav'n its own Umpire is its Bidding do	O
And Thou perchance shalt be Sulayman's too '	-
One day Shah Mahmud riding with the Wind	O
A hunting left his Retinue behind	O
And coming to a River whose swift Course	G
Doubled back Game and Dog and Man and Horse	G
Beheld upon the Shore a little Lad	O
A fishing very poor and Tatter clad	O
He was and weeping as his Heart would break	I2
So the Great Sultan for good humour's sake	I2
Pull'd in his Horse a moment and drew nigh	J2
And after making his Salaam ask'd why	J2
He wept weeping the Sultan said so sore	F2
As he had never seen one weep before	F2
The Boy look'd up and 'O Amir ' he said	O
'Seven of us are at home and Father dead	O
And Mother left with scarce a Bit of Bread	O
And now since Sunrise have I fish'd and see	O
Caught nothing for our Supper Woe is Me '	-
The Sultan lighted from his horse 'Behold '	-
Said he 'Good Fortune will not be controll'd	O
And since Today yours seems to turn from you	O
Suppose we try for once what mine will do	O
And we will share alike in all I win '	-
So the Shah took and flung his Fortune in	Z
The Net which cast by the Great Mahmud's Hand	O
A hundred glittering Fishes brought to Land	O
The Lad look'd up in Wonder Mahmud smiled	O
And vaulted into Saddle But the Child	O
Ran after 'Nay Amir but half the Haul	Q
Is yours by Bargain' 'Nay Today take all '	-
The Sultan cried and shook his Bridle free	O
'But mind Tomorrow All belongs to Me '	-
And so rode off Next morning at Divan	Z
The Sultan's Mind upon his Bargain ran	Z
And being somewhat in a mind for sport	O
Sent for the Lad who carried up to Court	O
And marching into Royalty's full Blaze	G
With such a Catch of Fish as yesterday's	G
The Sultan call'd and set him by h	-

Edward Fitzgerald

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