Robert Bridges, ed. (18441930). The Spirit of Man: An Anthology. 1916.
|WHAT 1 pearl art Thou, that no man may pay thy price?|
|What doth the World offer, which is not a gift from Thee?|
|What punishment is greater, than to dwell afar from thy Face?|
|Torture not thy slave, tho he be unworthy of Thee!|
|Whoever is whelmd in the waves of Chance, can never escape, if he look not to Thee as Friend.|| 5|
|The World hath no permanence: what it hath|
| I esteem as perishable, for it is strange to thy permanence ..|
|My wish ever is to fling my heart and my soul at thy Feet.|
|Dust be on the head of the soul, that hath received not the dust of thy Feet!
|I will not shun thy stroke: for impure is the heart that hath not burnd in the flame of thine Affliction.|| 10|
|No end is there, O Lord, to thy praises, and no count of thy Praisers.|
|What atom is there that danceth not with abandon in thy praise?|
|SHAMS-I-TABRIZ, beauty and pride of the skies, saith:|
|What king is there, but with heart and soul is a beggar of Thee?|