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Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike --

As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: `Where [is] he?'

As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,

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Though the pride(A) of the godless person reaches to the heavens(B)
    and his head touches the clouds,(C)
he will perish forever,(D) like his own dung;
    those who have seen him will say, ‘Where is he?’(E)
Like a dream(F) he flies away,(G) no more to be found,
    banished(H) like a vision of the night.(I)

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