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My beloved is clear-skinned and ruddy,
Preeminent among ten thousand.
His head is finest gold,
His locks are curled
And black as a raven.
His eyes are like doves
By watercourses,
Bathed in milk…
In that day, my Lord will strip off the finery of the anklets, the fillets, and the crescents; of the eardrops, the bracelets, and the veils; the turbans, the armlets, and the sashes; of the…
Today I returned from my trip to Tunis, and I will start to record what I witnessed, heard, and felt. On Thursday, 15 Iyyar (May 20, 1943), I left Tripoli. [ . . . ]
On that day…