أ خَذَنِي نَحوَ ذَلِكَ المَكانِ، فَرَأيتُ رَجُلاً مَنظَرُهُ كَالبُرونْزِ اللّامِعِ، وَفِي يَدِهِ خَيطُ قِياسٍ وَعَصا قِياسٍ، يَقِفُ عِندَ البَوّابَةِ.
He brought me there, and behold, there was a man whose appearance was like bronze, with a line of flax and a measuring reed in his hand, and he stood in the gateway.
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