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" Do not neglect the condition of this poor man, turning away your 

 eyes from me and making excuses. 



As I am unable to endure the pangs of separation, O beloved ! why 

 do you not press me sometimes on your breast ? 



I burn like a lamp, I am confused like a moth, I am constantly 

 crying out of love for that moon. 



No sleep comes into my eyes, nor rest into my body ; as neither 

 she comes herself nor sends a letter. 



The nights of separation are long like her ringlets, and the days of 

 meeting her are short as life. 



friend (or attendant) ! if I do not see my beloved, how shall I 

 spend the dark nights ? 



Suddenly her eye has stolen from my heart by a hundred deceits, 

 peace and rest. 



Who will be kind enough to report to my beloved what I say ? 



1 swear by the day of resurrection, O Khosraw, that as she has 

 deceived me, I will conceal my beloved in my bosom if I have an oppor- 

 tunity to say two words to her." 



The other verses run — 



"The daughter of the goldsmith, who resembles a piece of the 

 moon, when at work making and mending jewelry called me ; she has 

 taken away and broken my heart, and in the end she has neither 

 made nor mended it." 



I must not neglect to mention that a translation of the above Ghazal 

 is in Garcin de Tassy's excellent Histoire de la literature Hind. I. p. 

 301. The following are specimens of Khosraw' s riddles transcribed 

 from a MS. of the Tdp-Khanah library at Lucnow. 



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