Good coin is mixed with bad, my brother,
I but distinguish one from th’ other.”
“Granted,” the Caliph said; “but still
You never tempt to good, but ill.
Tell, then, the truth; for well I know
You come as my most deadly foe.”
Loud laughed the fiend. “You know me well;
Therefore my purpose will I tell:
If you had missed your prayer, I knew
A swift repentance would ensue;