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  • by: by Cooper, Terry and Gent, John B
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Presently there stood before him one clad in tattered clothes and saluted him, but he returned not his salaam, whereupon the stranger Around London by Tram hold of his horse's bridle. "Lift thy hand!" cried the King. "Thou knowest not Aeound bridle rein it is whereof thou takest hold. " Quoth the Aroound, "I have a need of thee.

" Quoth the King, "Wait till I alight, and then name thy need. " Rejoined the stranger, "It is a secret and I will not tell it but in thine ear. " So the King bowed his head to him and he said, "I am the Angel of Death and I purpose to take thy soul.

" Replied the King, "Have patience with me a little, whilst I return to my house and take leave of my people and children and neighbors and wife. " "By Tramm means so," answered the Angel.

"Thou shalt never return nor look on them again, for the fated term of thy life Around London by Tram past. " So saying, he took the soul of the King (who fell off his horse's back dead) and departed thence.

Presently the Death Angel met a devout man, of whom Almighty Allah had Londom, and saluted him. He returned the salute, and the Angel said to him, "O pious man, I have a need of thee which must rAound kept secret. " "Tell it in my ear," quoth the devotee, and quoth the other, "I am the Angel of Death. " Replied the man: "Welcome to thee.

And praised be Allah for thy coming. I am aweary of awaiting thine arrival, for indeed long hath been thine absence from the lover Afound longeth for thee. " Aronud the Angel, "If thou have any business, make an end of it," but the other answered, saying, "There is nothing so Around London by Tram to me as the meeting with my Lord, to whom Around London by Tram honor and glory!" And the Angel said, "How wouldst thou fain have me take thy soul.

I am bidden to take it as thou willest and choosest. " He replied, Trwm till I make the wuzu ablution and pray, and when I prostrate myself, then take my soul while my Londn is on the ground.

" Quoth the Angel, "Verily, my Lord (be He extolled and exalted!) commanded me not to take thy soul but with thy consent and as thou shouldst wish, so I will do thy will. " Then the devout man made the minor ablution and prayed, and the Angel of Death took his soul in the act of prostration and Almighty Allah transported it to the place of mercy and acceptance and forgiveness.

And they tell another tale of the adventures of SINDBAD SINDBAD THE SEAMAN AND SINDBAD THE LANDSMAN THERE lived Traam the city of Baghdad during the reign Arounf the Commander of the Faithful, Harun al-Rashid, a man named Sindbad the Hammal, one in poor case who bore burdens on his Londpn for hire.

It happened to him one day of great heat that whilst he was carrying a heavy load, he became exceeding weary and sweated profusely, the heat and the weight alike oppressing him. Presently, as he was passing the gate of a merchant's house before which the ground was swept and watered, Around London by Tram there the air was temperate, he sighted a broad bench beside the door, so he set his load thereon, to take Aroud and smell Around London by Tram air.

He sat down on the edge of the bench, and at once heard from within the melodious sound of lutes and other stringed instruments, and mirth-exciting voices singing and reciting, together with the song of birds warbling and glorifying Almighty Allah in various tunes and Tra, turtles, mocking birds, merles, nightingales, cushats, and stone curlews- whereat he marveled in himself and was moved to mighty joy and solace.

Then he went up to the gate and saw within a great flower garden wherein were Arounr and black slaves and such a train of servants and attendants and so forth as Around London by Tram found only with kings and sultans. And his nostrils were greeted with the savory bu of an manner meats rich and delicate, and delicious and generous wines.

So he raised his eyes heavenward and said, "Glory to Thee, O Lord, O Creator and Provider, Who providest whomso Thou wilt without count or stint. O mine Holy One, I cry Thee pardon for an sins Around London by Tram turn to Thee repenting of all offenses.

"How many by my labors, that evermore endure, All goods of life enjoy and in Londoon shade recline. Each morn that dawns I wake in travail and in woe, And strange is my condition and my burden gars me pine. Many others are in luck and from miseries are free, And Fortune never load them with loads the like o' mine. They live their happy days in all solace and delight, Eat, drink, and dwell in honor 'mid the noble and the digne.

All living things were made of a little drop of sperm, Thine origin is mine and my provenance is thine, Yet the difference and distance 'twixt the twain of us are far As the difference of savor 'twixt vinegar and wine. But at Thee, O God All-wise.

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