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[IN MEMORIAM][vi]
[ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS][viii]
[PRELUDE][1]
[I.][THE VIEW OF THE WATCHMEN][9]
[II.][THE JOY OF THE WORDS][15]
[III.][THE DEPTH OF THE NIGHT][17]
[IV.][THE INWARDNESS OF THE MERCHANT][20]
[V.][THE LESSON OF THE CAMEL][22]
[VI.][THE BOASTING OF YOUTH][28]
[VII.][THE HEART OF THE SLAVE][33]
[VIII.][THE TALE OF THE CHEAPJACK][37]
[IX.][THE EXPERIENCE OF THE DOOR][39]
[X.][THE SONG OF THE SELVES][49]
[XI.][THE STORY OF THE SUTLER][57]
[XII.][THE LEGEND OF THE PEASANT][62]
[XIII.][THE PROMOTION OF THE SOLDIER][66]
[XIV.][THE MORAL OF THE SCHOLAR][78]
[XV.][THE CONCLUSIONS OF THE SHEIKH][81]
[XVI.][THE ARGUMENT OF THE SCEPTIC][90]
[XVII.][THE PRIDE OF THE TAILOR][100]
[XVIII.][THE HISTORY OF THE ADVENTURER][103]
[XIX.][FUSION][161]
[XX.][LONG LEAVE][167]
[EPILOGUE][169]

PRELUDE

The sun smote Elburz like a gong.

Slow down the mountain's molten face

Zigzagged the caravan of song.

Time was its slave and went its pace.

It bore a white Transcaspian Queen

Whose barque had touched at Enzelí.