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THE MARTIAN
DAMSEL WHO CLAIMED TO BE A PROPHETESS| We passed by thousands of streets and mansions; | |
| on the edge of the city was a broad square | |
| and in that square a swarm of men and women, | |
| amidst them a woman with the stature of a tall pomegranate-tree. | |
| Her face was radiant, but without the light of the soul, | 2025 |
| as if its meaning were too hard to express; | |
| her speech lacked fire, her eyes lacked tears, | |
| not intimate with the joy of desire: | |
| her breast was void of the ardour of youth, | |
| blind and unreceptive to images her mirror; | 2030 |
| she knew nothing of love and the laws of love, | |
| she was a sparrow spurned by the hawk of love. | |
| That sage who knew all subtleties spoke to us: | |
| ‘This damsel is not of the Martians; | |
| simple and free of guile, without artifice, | 2035 |
| Farzmarz kidnapped her from the Franks | |
| and made her expert in the craft of prophethood, | |
| then let her loose upon this world, | |
| She declared, "I have come down from heaven; | |
| my message is the final message of time." | 2040 |
| She speaks of the status of man and woman, | |
| she speaks more openly of the secrets of the body. | |
| The destiny of life in this end of time | |
| I will now recount in the language of earthlings.’ |
