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"And seek him near and fa hah har," mumbled Sir Hokus with a very troubled light in his kindly blue eyes. "And seek him near and far." "Fah har har! I should say it was," said the Cowardly Lion bitterly. "But you needn't sing it." "No, I s'pose not. Uds helmets and hauberks! I s'pose not!"
Well, I'll not stand with you for a Trifle Being come up, I'll open the Casement, take you by the Heels, and sling you out into the Street; after which, you have no more to do, but to come up and throw me down in my turn. Har. The Atchievement's great and new; but now I think on't, I'm resolv'd to hear my Sentence from the Mouth of the perfidious Trollop, for yet I cannot credit it.
Be off wid ye thin, darlints, and steer clear of the likes of this ballyhoo of blazes as long as ye live. They murther us here every day, and starve us into the bargain. Here, Dick, lad, har! the poor divil's canow alongside; and paddle away wid yees for dear life." But we loitered awhile, listening to more inducements to ship; and at last concluded to stay to supper.
So he went, that very night at eleven, into Amir Nath's Gully, clad in a boorka, which cloaks a man as well as a woman. Directly the gongs of the City made the hour, the little voice behind the grating took up "The Love Song of Har Dyal" at the verse where the Panthan girl calls upon Har Dyal to return. The song is really pretty in the Vernacular. In English you miss the wail of it.
Having sate for some time rolling his eyes and gaping with his mouth like the great wooden head at Merlin's exhibition, he at length began 'And what do you think of him, Miss Lucy? 'Think of whom, Mr. Sampson? asked the young lady. 'Of Har no of him that you know about? again demanded the Dominie. 'That I know about? replied Lucy, totally at a loss to comprehend his meaning.
"I don't care for anything except Dominie, who told you her father was a millionaire?" "It's well known," I said vaguely. "He's a cattle king or an emperor of sheep or the sultan of the piggery or something. A good thing for Barbran, too, if she expects to keep her cellar going. The kind of people who read Har our unmentionable author, don't frequent Bohemian coffee cellars.
"Noo, that ain't," says he. An' he twirled his tail harder, an' awa' he flew. Well, when har husban' he come in, there was the five skeins riddy for him. "I see I shorn't hev for to kill you to-night, me dare," says he. "You'll hev yar vittles and yar flax in the mornin'," says he, an' away he goes.
They have taken my Beloved, and driven her with the pack-horses to the North. There are iron chains on the feet that were set on my heart. Call to the bowman to make ready The voice stopped suddenly, and Trejago walked out of Amir Nath's Gully, wondering who in the world could have capped "The Love Song of Har Dyal" so neatly.
It was a pretty little laugh, and Trejago, knowing that, for all practical purposes, the old Arabian Nights are good guides, went forward to the window, and whispered that verse of "The Love Song of Har Dyal" which begins: Can a man stand upright in the face of the naked Sun; or a Lover in the Presence of his Beloved?
At that moment, when we in our wanderins had reached the furthest extremity that we attained onto, I tell you my blood friz, an my har riz in horror! Methought it were all up with Solomon; and when I see his hat, it seemed to me jest as though I was a regardin with despairin eye his tumestun whereon war graven by no mortial hand the solemn an despairin epigram, 'Hic jacet!
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