Vis and Ramin

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thee, whether sleeping or waking. Now thou art my
resource evil and good, plague and medicine, sweetness and
bitterness, cold and heat; thou art my desire and mischance,
grief and joy, gloom and gladness, poverty and
art the cause of my life, thou art eye and
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heart, soul and Fate, my sun and moon, heaven and earth ;
thou art my foe and friend; surely thou art Fate, and
therefore all comes to me from thee. Do to me what thou
wilt : thou art sovereign over me ! . . . I complain to thee
of thyself with a burning heart, and I entreat thee to be
mistress of my heart. Thus, since I have come at thy call,
be no longer merciless to me."