Whether our own sleep remains heavy or all Woke Wisdom is slight
Or an indigent refugee's cat is as the Celestial Emperor's catamite
Of five-dragon-claw Silk, what shears Khilafat's sleeve
Cuts Prophesy's cloak so e'en Muezza believe.
Envoi-
Prince! Cathar bees in thy Cardinal's bonnet
Prove, what a friend we have in Mahomet!
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