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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=512225" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ch 06 On Weakness And Old Age Story 02</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is related that an old man, having married a girl, was sitting with her privately in an apartment adorned with roses, fixing his eyes and heart upon her. He did not sleep during long nights but spent them in telling her jokes and witty stories, hoping to gain her affection and to conquer her shyness. One night, however, he informed her that luck had been friendly to her and the eye of fortune awake because she had become the companion of an old man who is ripe, educated, experienced in the world, of a quiet disposition, who had felt cold and warm, had tried good and bad, who knows the diities of companionship, is ready to fulfil the conditions of love, is benevolent, kind, good-natured and sweet-tongued.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As far as I am able I shall hold thy heart <br> And if injured I shall not injure in return. <br> Though sugar may be thy food as of a parrot <br> I shall sacrifice sweet life to thy support. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou hast not fallen into the hands of a giddy youth, fun of whims, headstrong, fickle minded, running about every moment in search of another pleasure and entertaining another opinion, sleeping every night in another place and taking every day another friend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Young men are joyous and of handsome countenance <br> But inconstant in fidelity to anyone. <br> Expect not faithfulness from nightingales <br> Who sing every moment to another rose. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Contrary to aged men who spend their lives according to wisdom and propriety; not according to the impulses of folly and youth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Find one better than thyself and consider it fortunate <br> Because with one like thyself thou wilt be disappointed. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The old man said: ‘I continued in this strain, thinking that I had captivated her heart and that it had become my prey.’ She drew, however, a deep sigh from her grief-filled heart and said: ‘All the words thou hast uttered, weighed in the scales of my understanding, are not equivalent to the maxim I once heard enounced in my tribe: An arrow in the side of a young woman is better than an old man.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When she perceived in the hands of her husband <br> Something pendant like the nether lip of a fasting man, <br> She said: ‘This fellow has a corpse with him <br> But incantations are for sleepers not for corpses.’ <br> A woman who arises without satisfaction from a man <br> Will raise many a quarrel and contention. <br> An old man who is unable to rise from his place, <br> Except by the aid of a stick, how can his own stick rise? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In short, there being no possibility of harmony, a separation at last took place. When the time of the lady’s uddat had terminated, she was given in marriage to a young man who was violent, ill-humoured and empty-handed. She suffered much from his bad temper and tyrannical behaviour, and experienced the miseries of penury. She nevertheless said: ‘Praise be to Allah for having been delivered from that wretched torment, and attained this permanent blessing.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Despite of all this violence and hasty nature <br> I shall try to please thee because thou art beauteous. <br> To be with thee in hell burning is for me <br> Better than to be with the other in paradise. <br> The smell of an onion from the mouth of a pretty face <br> Is indeed better than a rose from an ugly hand. <br> A nice face and a gown of gold brocade, <br> Essence of roses, fragrant aloes, paint, perfume and lust: <br> All these are ornaments of women. <br> Take a man; and his testicles are a sufficient ornament.</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>
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