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351.
The more I die to self, I live the more,
The more abase myself, the higher soar;
And, strange! the more I drink of Being's wine
More sane I grow, and sober than before!
352.
Quoth rose, "I am the Yusuf flower, I swear,
Eor in my mouth rich golden gems I bear:"
I said, "Show me another proof." Quoth she,
"Behold this blood-stained vesture that I wear!"
353.
I studied with the masters long ago,
And long ago did master all they know;
Hear now the end and issue of it all,
Prom earth I came, and like the wind I go!
351. L. Clearly mystical.
352. L. B. Yusuf is the type of manly beauty. The yellow stamens are compared to his teeth. So Jámí, in "Yusuf wa Zulaikha."
