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Armenian Legends and Poems [1916] at

p. 3



     THE door of Heaven open seemed
     And in thy house the sunlight gleamed.

As through the garden's willow’d walks I hied
Full many a tree and blossom I espied.
But of all trees, the Apple Tree most fair
And beautiful did unto me appear.
It sobbed and wept. Its leaves said murmuringly:
"I would that God had ne’er created me!
The badge of sin and wickedness I am
E’en at thy feast, O Father Abraham. 1
     The apple growing on me first
     From Eden came ere it was cursed,
     Alas, alas, I am undone!
     Why fell I to that evil one?"



3:1 The "feast of Father Abraham" means plenty.

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