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If Joy be thy desire, O Hafiz,
From Him far distant never dwell.
"As soon as thou hast found thy Loved one,
Bid to the world a last farewell."”
— Jan 03, 2020 02:59AM
From Him far distant never dwell.
"As soon as thou hast found thy Loved one,
Bid to the world a last farewell."”
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Ahlam
is finished
“At harshness I have ceased to grieve, for none to light
can bring
A rose that is apart from thorns, or honey void of sting.
The framework of this mortal form may rot within the mould,
But in my soul a love exists which never shall grow cold.”
— Jan 03, 2020 06:12AM
can bring
A rose that is apart from thorns, or honey void of sting.
The framework of this mortal form may rot within the mould,
But in my soul a love exists which never shall grow cold.”
Ahlam
is on page 45 of 77
“Come deal with me, and strike thy bargain: I have a
broken heart to sell,
Which in its ailing state out-values a hundred thousand
which are well.”
— Jan 03, 2020 03:41AM
broken heart to sell,
Which in its ailing state out-values a hundred thousand
which are well.”
