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# سندبادنامه 258

English (machine translation) 258

- **Language:** English

### [258.1](https://indike.org/pramana/inf.isl.fa.qissa.sindbadnama~en-mt.258.1)

May the breeze of union with you pass over us; / may your eye cast a glance for a moment upon our heart."  
When the prince heard these words and looked upon the slave-girl's beauty, passion

### [258.3](https://indike.org/pramana/inf.isl.fa.qissa.sindbadnama~en-mt.258.3)

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### [258.4](https://indike.org/pramana/inf.isl.fa.qissa.sindbadnama~en-mt.258.4)

10. The Tale of the Prince, the Vizier, and the Ghouls  
summoned him, and resolution prompted him; he seized the reins of his dun steed, and love for the sweetheart clung to the hem of his sorrowful heart.  
He said to himself: "This game must be snared, for  
it is fleeting: 'Opportunities pass by like clouds.' When you bid welcome to love,  
you must bid long life to misfortunes:

## Linked texts (1)

- [سندبادنامه](https://indike.org/pramana/inf.isl.fa.qissa.sindbadnama.258.1) — Ẓahīrī Samarqandī, Persian

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