The Scented Garden

112 Ecstasy to content the mystic, without scientific, enquiry into its nature. Pantheism. XXX THE SCRIBE Wherefore, O Zahid, so afraid To see the Maker in the Made ? Some one-eyed cripple hunchback built Yon marble tower whose coolth and shade Gladdens the lover. Take the fact And leave the cause ! What joy or aid Springs form thy searches for the cause ? Thy cause thou dost to earth degrade, Bounding its nature ; shall Habib’s Delicious podex be displayed To weaklings whose erections lags For them to prate and make parade Of tedious knowledge ? Rather plunge To scabbard the impassioned blade ! Throughout the summer to indulge The sodomitic1 accolade ! Forget, an if thou wilt, the scribe ; The lovely script to heart be laid !2 Describe the script ? The scribe adore ? Perchance his podex is decayed.