Chapter 17 dancer

Once upon a time, a dancer came to the court of the prince of Belkasha with her musician.She was admitted to the palace, and she danced in the prince's presence to the music of the lyre, the flute, and the zither. She danced the dance of fire, the dance of sword and spear; she danced the dance of stars and space; and then she danced the dance of flowers in the wind. After dancing, she stood before the prince's throne and bowed to him.The Prince bid her stand nearer, and said to her, "Beautiful woman, graceful and pleasing daughter, where did you learn to dance? How did you master all the forces of nature with your rhythm and your rhythm?" "The dancer bowed again to the prince and replied: "My great and benevolent prince, I don't know how to answer your inquiry, I only know this: the soul of a philosopher lives in his head, and the soul of a poet Deep in his heart, the singer's soul echoes in his throat, but the dancer's soul flows through her."

The Dancer Once there came to the court of the Prince of Birkasha a dancer with her musicians. And she was admitted to the court, and she danced before the prince to the music the lute and the flute and the zither. She danced the dance of flames, and the dance of swords and spears; she danced the dance of stars and the dance of space. And then she danced the dance of flowers in the wind. After this she stood before the throne of the prince and bowed her body before him. And the prince bade her to come nearer, and he said unto her, "Beautiful woman, daughter of grace and delight, whence comes your art? And how is it that you command all the elements in your rhythms and your rhythms?"

And the dancer bowed again before the prince, and she answered, "Mighty and gracious Majesty, I know not the answer to your questionings. Only this I know: The philosophers soul dwells in his head, the poets soul is in the heart; the singers soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body."