The Poetical Works of Behá-ed-Dín Zoheir, of Egypt, Volume 2 |
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absence ABSENT FRIEND amorous song Arabic art thou aught bear beauty Behá blame bore bounty breeze bright Cairo cheek comrade Damascus Damietta dear delight divine doth e'en e'er Egypt Emír EPIGRAM evermore face fair falchion fame favours fear flowing tears folks gazelle gentle gifts glory gloweth gone grace greeting grief happy happy days hath hear heart Heaven honour hope kind kiss letter light Lord Love's lover meet Melik Mentor moon ne'er never nigh night nought o'er PANEGYRIC passed passion perfume poet praise pray prove SALADIN shame sing sleep song soul sway sweet tale tears tell tell-tales thanks thee There's thine things thou art thou didst thou dost thou hast thou wilt thou'rt thy love troth turn Twas Twill Twould unto verse ween weep whene'er wine word would'st yore youth Zoheir
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Page 18 - O'er my life these silvery locks are shedding an unwonted light, And disclosing many follies youth had hidden out of sight It is seldom that we see a metaphor so well carried out, or so pregnant with meaning as this ; — the contrast between the dark tresses of youth and the white hairs of old...
Page 299 - Fur me to learn. And now I bid the very wind To speed my loving message on, As though I might its fury bind, Like Solomon.
Page 9 - Therein my soul accomplished its delight, And life was fresher than the green young grass. There rain-drops trickle through the warm still air, The cloud-born firstlings of the summer skies ; Full oft I stroll in early morning there When, like a pearl upon a bosom fair, The glistening dewdrop on the sapling lies. There the young flowerets with sweet perfume blow, There feathery palms their pendent clusters hold, Like foxes' brushes waving to and fro ; There every evening comes the after-glow, Tipping...
Page 49 - These grey hairs which disfigure me. We wonder not that wounds are made By an unsheathed and naked blade ; The marvel is that swords should slay, While yet within their sheaths they stay. She is a garden fair, where I Need fear no guardian's prying eye. Where, though in beauty blooms the rose, Narcissuses their eyelids close.
Page xxiii - A foolish atheist, whom I lately found, Alleged Philosophy in his defence. Said he, "The Arguments I use are sound." "Just so," said I ; "all sound and little sense." " You talk of matters far beyond your reach ; You're knocking at a closed-up door,
Page xviii - Thou art my soul, and all my soul is thine, Thou art my life, though stealing life away! I die of love, then let thy breath divine Call me to life again, that so I may Reveal to men the secrets of the tomb. Full well thou knowest that no joys endure; Come, therefore, ere there come on us our doom, That union may our present joy secure...
Page xxvii - El Melik es Salih Nairn ed din, was a son of El Melik el Kamil, a grandson of the brother and successor of Saladin. When El Melik el Kamil died, his eldest son, El 'Adil, ascended the throne of Egypt ; but El Melik es Salih, who had previously obtained possession of Damascus, set off from that city with the intention of dethroning his brother and usurping the sovereignty. He had already reached Nablus when his uncle...
Page 18 - Youth has fled ere I have tasted joys that should have been my lot ; Fair were youth in seeming but for follies which its pages blot. I have sent my tears behind it, haply it may come again. — No alas ! it neither hears nor answers, and I call in vain. Well ! The night of youth is over, and greyheaded morn is near ; Fare ye well, ye tender meetings with the friends I held so dear! O'er my life these silvery locks are shedding an unwonted light, And revealing many follies youth had hidden out of...
Page 337 - Yet is my beloved what she used to be ; Say, can ever any one be more to me ? When she passed me without speaking, I declare I could almost bite my hand off with despair1. In her face the noon-day sun is all displayed, From the heat of which her lovers find no shade. From her, lo ! a burning brand of love appeared, By my troth, our hearts were branded then and seared ' I am one of those whom love for her hath slain ; Give me joy! for "martyred lovers live again.
Page xxii - Zoheir in the reign of El Melek es Salih, the third Sultan of the dynasty, turning into ridicule rites and observances which half a century before were part and parcel of the religion of the state. The levity with which Zoheir treats themes, usually regarded with extreme reverence by Mohammedans, must be attributed to his antipathy to the Ishmaelite heresy rather than to a want of respect for El Islam itself. The texts and passages of the...