<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512144" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 32</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Having become tired of my friends in Damascus, I went into the desert of Jerusalem and associated with animals till the time when I became a prisoner of the Franks, who put me to work with infidels in digging the earth of a moat in Tarapolis, when one of the chiefs of Aleppo, with whom I had formerly been acquainted, recognized me and said: ‘What state is this?’ I recited:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> ‘I fled from men to mountain and desert <br> Wishing to attend upon no one but God. <br> Imagine what my state at present is <br> When I must be satisfied in a stable of wretches. <br> The feet in chains with friends <br> Is better than to be with strangers in a garden.’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He took pity on my state and ransomed me for ten dinars from the captivity of the Franks, taking me to Aleppo where he had a daughter and married me to her with a dowry of one hundred dinars. After some time had elapsed, she turned out to be ill-humoured, quarrelsome, disobedient, abusive in her tongue and embittering my life:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> A bad wife in a good man’s house <br> Is his hell in this world already. <br> Alas for a bad consort, alas! <br> Preserve us, O Lord from the punishment of fire. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once she lengthened her tongue of reproach and said: ‘Art thou not the man whom my father purchased from the Franks for ten dinars?’ I replied: ‘Yes, he bought me for ten dinars and sold me into thy hands for one hundred dinars.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I heard that a sheep had by a great man <br> Been rescued from the jaws and the power of a wolf. <br> In the evening he stroked her throat with a knife <br> Whereon the soul of the sheep complained thus: <br> 'Thou hast snatched me away from the claws of a wolf, <br> But at last I see thou art thyself a wolf.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sa+di">Sa di</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512144" data-title="Ch 02 The Morals Of Dervishes Story 32 de Sa di" data-description="Having become tired of my friends in Damascus, I went into the desert of Jerusalem and associated with animals till the time when I became a prisoner of the Franks, who put me to work with infidels in digging the earth of a moat in Tarapolis, when..."></div> </div> </div>

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