Gazel
(SULTAN MAHM U D I.)
G AZEL
O heart! e'en though thou tell'st thy woes, yon maid will ne'er compassion deign:
When constancy and troth thou seek'st, dost thou address the barren plain?
The student of the course of tyranny is yonder wanton wild;
To look for faith or grace from her who enmity desires is vain.
That paynim glance doth hold in hand a dagger sharp of point and keen;
And yet, O babe, my heart, thou dost to thousands sing her praises' strain.
In hope that it would yield the soul a breath of favor's odor sweet,
How yonder rosebud-mouth effaceth all, thou dost thereto explain.
O Sabqat i , what wondrous science hath thy magic talent learnt,
That thou right royally inditest every joyous, glad refrain?
G AZEL
O heart! e'en though thou tell'st thy woes, yon maid will ne'er compassion deign:
When constancy and troth thou seek'st, dost thou address the barren plain?
The student of the course of tyranny is yonder wanton wild;
To look for faith or grace from her who enmity desires is vain.
That paynim glance doth hold in hand a dagger sharp of point and keen;
And yet, O babe, my heart, thou dost to thousands sing her praises' strain.
In hope that it would yield the soul a breath of favor's odor sweet,
How yonder rosebud-mouth effaceth all, thou dost thereto explain.
O Sabqat i , what wondrous science hath thy magic talent learnt,
That thou right royally inditest every joyous, glad refrain?
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