From: gairns@ccrs.emr.ca (Jamie Gairns)
Subject: Re: Recently jilted Female
Organization: Canada Centre for Remote Sensing, Ottawa
Date: Thu, 19 Nov 1992 03:28:07 GMT

Kismet is a cruel mistress, yet she speaks soothing words of wisdom.
Mate to Kismet, is Time, lord of lost memories.
The pain is simply a necessary evil to
help excise the unpleasantness of the break.  Make yourself well.

Good luck and peace.

p.s.
   (from the Divan of Hafiz)

Breeze of the morning, at the hour thou knowest,
The way thou knowest, and to her thou knowest,
   Of lovely secrets trusty messenger,
I beg thee carry this dispatch for me;
   Command I may not: this is but a prayer
Making appeal unto thy courtesy.

Speak thus, when thou upon my errand goest:
   "My soul slips from my hand, so weak am I;
Unless thou heal it by the way thou knowest,
   Balm of a certain ruby, I must die."

Say further, sweetheart wind, when thus thou blowest:
   "What but thy little girdle of woven gold
   Should the firm centre of my hopes enfold ?
   Thy legendary waist doth it not hold,
And mystic treasures which thou only knowest?"

Say too: "Thy captive begs that thou bestowest
   The boon of thy swift falchion in his heart;
   As men for water thirst he to depart
By the most speedy way of death thou knowest.

"I beg thee that to no one else thou showest
   These words I send - in such a hidden way
   That none but thou may cipher what I say;
Read them in some safe place as best thou knowest."

When in her heart these words of mine tho sowest
   For Hafiz, speak in any tongue thou knowest;
   Turkish and Arabic in love are one -
Love speaks all languages beneath the sun.

To: curln@pell4l23
Subject: Re: Recently jilted Female
Newsgroups: alt.personals
Organization: Canada Centre for Remote Sensing, Ottawa
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Kismet is a cruel mistress, yet she speaks soothing words of wisdom.
Mate to Kismet, is Time, lord of lost memories.  You will spring
back from the loss of this 'loser' and feel healing and strength
come from deep inside you.  The pain is simply a necessary evil to
help excise the unpleasantness of the break.  Make yourself well.

Good luck and peace.
   James

p.s.

Breeze of the morning, at the hour thou knowest,
The way thou knowest, and to her thou knowest,
   Of lovely secrets trusty messenger,
I beg thee carry this dispatch for me;
   Command I may not: this is but a prayer
Making appeal unto thy courtesy.

Speak thus, when thou upon my errand goest:
   "My soul slips from my hand, so weak am I;
Unless thou heal it by the way thou knowest,
   Balm of a certain ruby, I must die."

Say further, sweetheart wind, when thus thou blowest:
   "What but thy little girdle of woven gold
   Should the firm centre of my hopes enfold ?
   Thy legendary waist doth it not hold,
And mystic treasures which thou only knowest?"

Say too: "Thy captive begs that thou bestowest
   The boon of thy swift falchion in his heart;
   As men for water thirst he to depart
By the most speedy way of death thou knowest.

"I beg thee that to no one else thou showest
   These words I send - in such a hidden way
   That none but thou may cipher what I say;
Read them in some safe place as best thou knowest."

When in her heart these words of mine tho sowest
   For Hafiz, speak in any tongue thou knowest;
   Turkish and Arabic in love are one -
Love speaks all languages beneath the sun.
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