I. (Khoshal Khan Khattak Poems)
AN ODE TO SPRING.From whence hath the spring again returned unto us,Which hath made the country round a garden of ...
AN ODE TO SPRING.From whence hath the spring again returned unto us,Which hath made the country round a garden of ...
In this parterre, a single leaf of thine there will not be, O rose!Shouldst thou become acquainted with autumn's dire ...
Like as I my dear one love, there will not be another so loving:Like as I am disconsolate for her, ...
Thou wast saying, "Grieve not any more; for I am thine, and thou art mine:"Whether thou hast falsely or truly ...
Every misfortune that befell me, throughout the whole period of my life,When examined carefully, I found it was all the ...
Again the minstrel's rebeck toucheth the heart profoundly;For it discovereth new and fresh strains of melodious harmony.Leave the monk in ...
O rose! who art the true cause of the garden's loveliness,Why condescendest thou to join, in laughter, with thorns and ...
O zephyr of the morn! draw near unto the parterre;For the flowers are overjoyed, in expectation of blooming.What doth the ...
Spring hath returned: the narcissus in the garden wantoneth,And the breeze of the morning, the spikenard disordereth.For five short days, ...
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