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1    1, 3  |            falcon or Simurgh!~Thou dost release us every moment,
2    1, 7  |         adoring slaves.~"Wherefore dost thou abandon thy creed and
3    1, 7  |             and He forsook me.~Why dost Thou flee from the cries
4    2, 18 | flourishest on land and water,~And dost not, like a domestic fowl,
5    3  (4)|                          Or, "What dost thou require of me?" ~
6    3, 3  |          his pretensions, saying, "Dost thou scream like a peacock,
7    4, 7  |            women;~Wherefore, then, dost Thou lay them waste?"~God
8    4  (5)|       hands have made me, yet Thou dost destroy me." ~
9    5, 13 |        mind much.~What sort of man dost thou think him who sports