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An
exile from Constantinople, who has come to pass a hermit’s life not far from my
grotto, informs me that there is now in the east a prophet called Mahomet, who
promises his disciples a paradise in which houris are always sporting, beneath
bowers of roses which are perpetually renewed.
I depart immediately for the east. |