Zaburi Ajam [Electronic resources] نسخه متنی

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One step on friendship’s road

Fairer I see

Than the moat pressing load

Of piety.

Take for thy rest awhile

This heart of mine

And lay aside thy toil

And task divine.

O come; and tidings bring

How stands my heart,

Where I am wandering,

And where thou art.

Recall those glances pure

Of love intense

How long must I endure

Indifference?

Last night the burning moon

Did me address:

‘Accept the anguish, son,

Of unaccess.’

Fair spake she; but, ah yes,

My creed of love

To live in loneliness

Doth not approve.

Before thee I have laid

This heart of mine;

Raply the twist thread

Thou canst untwine.