From whom I part in peace." Farid Bahadur
Shrugged that: "Our wares are not for such as these."
Once more the Brain: "I might have come with you,
Leaving my gloomy castle in the air,
For, overgrown with tangles, in its flank
Lies hid the thrice-veiled door of happiness;
Only—my double has mislaid the key."
Seyid Rida laughed and answered: "We have found it."
The Lover knocked: "'Tis I!"
The Loved One made reply: