Flowers from Persian Poets, Količina 2Thomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1901 |
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art thou beauty bird bitter blest bosom breast breath bright brow charms cheek Couplet courser cried cypress darling dear dervish Distichs door drew dust earth Egypt eyes face fair fate father feet flame fled garden gold grace Grand Vizir grief Hafiz hair hand Hast thou head heard heaven Herat honor Houris jewels king kiss Koran light look Lord love's loveliness lover MAXIM moon narcissus flowers naught ne'er night o'er pain passed pearls Persian Persian poetry pray prayer prison replied rest robe rose round ruby Sa'di sage Samarkand Samiri secret Sha'aban shame Shiraz sigh sight slave soft sorrow soul spikenard splendor Stanza stone STORY Sufi sweet tears thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt throne toil treasure tree tulip turned wilt thou wine words youth Yusuf Yusuf and Zulaikha Zulaikha
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Stran 338 - Boy, let yon liquid ruby flow, And bid thy pensive heart be glad, Whate'er the frowning zealots say : Tell them, their Eden cannot show A stream so clear as Rocnabad, A bower so sweet as Mosellay.
Stran 339 - O! when these fair perfidious maids, Whose eyes our secret haunts infest, Their dear destructive charms display ; Each glance my tender breast invades, And robs my wounded soul of rest, As Tartars seize their destin'd prey.
Stran 338 - Sweet maid, if thou would'st charm my sight, And bid these arms thy neck infold; That rosy cheek, that lily hand, Would give thy poet more delight Than all Bocara's vaunted gold, Than all the gems of Samarcand.
Stran 375 - I cease not from desire till my desire Is satisfied ; or let my mouth attain My love's red mouth, or let my soul expire, Sighed from those lips that sought her lips in vain.
Stran 339 - ... fate : Ah ! change the theme, And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom: Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ; To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gloom. Beauty has such resistless power, That even the chaste Egyptian dame...
Stran 306 - Affairs succeed by patience; and he that is hasty falleth headlong. DISTICHS. I've in the desert with these eyes beheld The hurrying pilgrim to the slow-stepped yield : The rapid courser in the rear remains, While the slow camel still its step maintains. MAXIM XXXVI. There is no better ornament for the ignorant than silence, and did he but know this he would not be ignorant. STANZA. Hast thou not perfect excellence, 'tis best To keep thy tongue in silence, for 'tis this Which shames a man ; as lightness...
Stran 339 - Require the borrow'd gloss of art ? Speak not of fate : ah ! change the theme, . And talk of odours, talk of wine, Talk of the flowers that round us bloom. •"Tis all a cloud, 'tis all a dream ! To love and joy thy thoughts confine, Nor hope to pierce the sacred gl&omj Beauty has such resistless power, Tliat e'en the chaste Egyptian dame...
Stran 371 - ... Regret and Winter follow in their trail. Dear were the days which perished with my friend— Ah, what is left of life, now she is dead, All wisdomless and profitless I spend ! The nightingale his own life's blood doth shed, When, to the kisses of the wind, the morn Unveils the rose's splendour — with his torn And jealous breast he dyes her petals red. Yet pardon her, oh Heart, for poor wert thou, A humble dervish on the dusty way ; Crowned with the crown of empire was her brow, And in the realms...
Stran 302 - ... to hear it, in order to do the opposite, for that will be exactly the right course. DISTICHS. Beware of what thy foeman bids thee do, Lest on thy knees thou smite thy hands, and grieve. Straight as a dart may be the road — 'tis true — He points to ; yet 'twere better it to leave. MAXIM XVIII. Anger that has no limit causes terror, and unseasonable kindness does away with respect. Be not so severe as to cause disgust, nor so lenient as to make people presume. DISTICHS. Sternness and gentleness...
Stran 356 - Whereupon wings and pennons borne this bird of mine has past. No spot in the two worlds it owns, above the sphere its goal, Its body from the quarry is, from "No Place