Muntakhab al-tawarikh 363.3

363.3

If I from shame open not my mouth Do not attribute my silence to folly. My breast does not contain a stone as does a ripe date, I am like the oyster-shell, full of pearls, but close my lips. If I release my tongue from its bonds The eloquent will refrain from opening their lips. Do not cast gibes at me as Satan did at Adam. Consider my state and refrain from speech. I am a Samiri, and can, by the power of my spells And magical power, bring into existence a puppet form. I can throw Venus and the moon into turmoil, I can throw Harut’s magic scroll into his well. I am all this, — a magician who is magic’s self, From whose words magic has been spread abroad. I, who am famous for my words of magic, Am myself the sky, the moon, and Venus. Samiris are in every curl of my hair, Babylons are in the well of my magic.