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  • In such a garden of flowers he was trailing his skirt, while every part of him was crying, “Is there any more?”
  • The flowers that grow from plants are (living but) a moment; the flowers that grow from Reason are (ever) fresh.
  • The flowers that bloom from earth become faded; the flowers that bloom from the heart—oh, what a joy! 4650
  • Know that (all) the delightful sciences known to us are (only) two or three bunches of flowers from that Garden.
  • We are devoted to these two or three bunches of flowers because we have shut the Garden-door on ourselves.
  • Alas, O (dear) soul, (that) on account of (thy greed for) bread such (admirable) keys are always dropping from thy fingers!
  • And if for a moment thou art relieved from preoccupation with bread, thou danglest about the chádar and (givest thyself up to) thy passion for women;
  • And then, when (the sea of) thy dropsy (lust) breaks into billows, thou must needs have under thy sway a (whole) city full of bread and women. 4655
  • (At first) thou wert (only) a snake: (now) indeed thou hast become a dragon. Thou hadst (only) one head: now thou hast seven heads.
  • Hell is a seven-headed dragon: thy greed is the bait and Hell the snare.