Of Ferdoosee. 35 
Whose stature surpasses the cypress in the 
garden ; 
Whose cheek rivals the lustre of the Pleiades ; 
The fame of whose beauty is spread from 
Canouge, 
Even among the kingdoms of the west! 
Have you no remains of modesty ? 
Have you lost all respect for your father, 
That, whom a parent cast from his heart, 
Him you willreceive into your bosom? 
A man who was nursed by a bird in the moun- 
tains! 
A man who was for a sign among the people! 
You,— who have filled the world with admira- 
tion! 
Whose portrait hangs in every palace ; 
And whose beauty and understanding are such, 
That they might draw down an Angel from 
the skies! 
When Roodabah heard these words, 
Her heart was inflamed like fire before the 
wind ; 
She uttered an angry exclamation, 
But she cast down her eyes, and her cheeks 
were covered with blushes. 
Then she said: Ignoble slaves! 
It became not me to ask your advice: 
The eye that is dazzled by the twinkling star, 
