Rubayi 217
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Now Ramadan is past, Shawwal comes back, And feast and song and joy no more we lack; The wine-skin carriers throng the streets and cry, "Here comes the porter with his precious pack. " |
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Now Ramadan is past, Shawwal comes back, And feast and song and joy no more we lack; The wine-skin carriers throng the streets and cry, "Here comes the porter with his precious pack. " |
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