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monds of Golconda, and covered me with pearls of Ormuz; — 

 what are diamonds and pearls to her that is forsaken? the jewel 

 most prized by thy Selima is no longer her own — give me thy 

 heart, my beloved, restore it to its first possessor! 



The shawls of Cassimer and the silks of Iran presented by my 

 lord, have no longer any charms for thy Selima; thy palace, thy 

 baths, thy gardens delight me no more; take them again; what 

 are they all, compared with the heart of my Abdalla? give me 

 thy heart, my beloved, restore it to its first possessor! 



The gardens and groves, once the fond retreat of thy Selima, 

 afford me no pleasure; the mango and pomegranate tempt me 

 in vain! The fragrance of champahs and odour of spices I no 

 longer enjoy; — my damsels delight me no more, and music 

 ceases to charm. Return, oh my lord, to thine handmaid, restore 

 her thy heart, and every pleasure will accompany it ; O, give thy 

 heart to thy Selima, restore it to its first possessor! 



The Persians and Moguls whom we met at these parties seemed 

 fond of poetry, and one of them was favoured by a plaintive 

 muse. The orientals allow the Europeans to excel in history, 

 philosophy, and ethics, but suppose w r e have very little taste for 

 poetry, especially odes, in the style of Sappho, Anacreon, and 

 Hafiz, of which they are extremely fond. On a person of rank 

 making this remark to Sir Charles Malet, who accompanied us 

 on this visit, he assured him to the contrary. Being master of 

 the Persian language, he made the following stanzas extempore, 

 and immediately translated them into Persian poetry, to the admi- 



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