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erstand my language.

And after seven moons, one day a soothsayer looked at me, and hesaid to my mother, "Your son will be a statesman and a great leaderof men."

But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be amusician, and naught but a musician shall I be."

But even at that age my language was not understood--and great wasmy astonishment.

And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and thenurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upontheir spirits) the soothsayer still lives. And yesterday I met himnear the gates of the temple; and while we were talking togetherhe said, "I have always known you would become a great musician.Even in your infancy I prophesied and foretold your future."

And I believed him--for now I too have forgotten the language ofthat other world.

The Pomegranate

Once when I was living in the heart of a pomegranate, I heard a seedsaying, "Someday I shall become a tree, and the wind will sing inmy

erstand my language.

And after seven moons, one day a soothsayer looked at me, and hesaid to my mother, "Your son will be a statesman and a great leaderof men."

But I cried out,--"That is a false prophet; for I shall be amusician, and naught but a musician shall I be."

But even at that age my language was not understood--and great wasmy astonishment.

And after three and thirty years, during which my mother, and thenurse, and the priest have all died, (the shadow of God be upontheir spirits) the soothsayer still lives. And yesterday I met himnear the gates of the temple; and while we were talking togetherhe said, "I have always known you would become a great musician.Even in your infancy I prophesied and foretold your future."

And I believed him--for now I too have forgotten the language ofthat other world.

The Pomegranate

Once when I was living in the heart of a pomegranate, I heard a seedsaying, "Someday I shall become a tree, and the wind will sing inmy