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Moorish Literature by Anonymous
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People are jealous of it,
Women are Viziers there,
And men the captives."

"Ténès; built upon a dunghill,
Its water is blood,
Its air is poison,
By the Eternal! Sidi Ahmed will not pass the night here,
Get out of the house, O cat!"

"People of Bon Speur,
Women and men,
That they throw into the sea."

"From the Orient and Occident,
I gathered the scamps,
I brought them to Sidi Mohammed ben Djellal.
There they escaped me,
One part went to Morocco,
And the rest went down into Eghrès."

"Oran the depraved,
I sold thee at a reasonable price;
The Christians have come there,
Until the day of the resurrection."

"Tlemcen: Glory of the chevaliers;
Her water, her air,
And the way her women veil themselves
Are found in no other land."
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