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When the Moon of Canaan Yúsuf
In the prison of Egypt darken'd,
Nightly from her spacious Palace-
Chamber, and its rich array,
Stole Zulaikhá like a fantom
To the dark and narrow dungeon
Where her buried Treasure lay.
Then to those about her wond'ring—
‘Were my Palace,’ she replied,
‘Wider than Horizon-wide,
‘It were narrower than an Ant's eye,
‘Were my Treasure not inside:
‘And an Ant's eye, if but there
‘My Lover, Heaven's horizon were.’