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The Story of Bajazyd

One Night from out the swarming City Gate Stept holy Bajazyd, to meditate Alone amid the breathing Fields that lay In solitary Silence leagues away, Beneath a Moon and Stars as bright as Day. And the Saint wondering such a Temple were, And so lit up, and scarce one worshipper, A voice from Heav'n amid the stillness said: 'The Royal Road is not for all to tread, Nor is the Royal Palace for the Rout, Who, even if they reach it, are shut out. The Blaze that from my Harim window breaks With fright the Rabble of the Roadside takes; And ev'n of those that at my Portal din, Thousands may knock for one that enters in.'