1. How long will you blame your lover, when blaming does no good?
My heart is lost, and will not now return to what it should.

2. You rose high when you thought to reach its dwelling-place;
But no! No triumph there for one who seeks with haste.

3. Leave him where the field of youth is wide and free,
So he may wander on, the rein held loose and negligently.

4. What fault in one passion's slave if he avoids your chains,
Or what but truth in one whose troth the sword of parting cleaves?

5. None knows the torment of his eyes in wakefulness
Who has not known the sweet of whispered love when darkness grieves.

6. Woe for the days, whose pledge the years have rendered vain,
When I was duped by mirage gleam and fraud of desert rain.

7. A time of pearls of dew in rose leaves folded up,
When, if the loved one chid for rashness, youth pled pardon for the fault.

8. What care I for a world where the dream's luminary lies,
Where the dune writhes in vapor breath beneath deceiving skies?

9. Not to be quenched my yearning for the honeyed sting
Till I can probe the hive anew, the perforated comb to wring.

10. Who will convey from me when gone the news if I am dead,
That I had no regard for self when friendly counsels called and said?

11. For baseness I have raised a rampart of disdain
To shed its shadow on the march and progress of the years.

12. May Fate be crushed that turned and fled: I did not run
Behind him; never was I found his footsteps dogging, to begin.

13. Not all the wish to drink one drop from off the lips
Can bring the name of rich to him whom true contentment trips.

14. God who protects the dispossessed shall be my stay,
For oft, when Terror bared its claw, He turned its cutting edge away.

15. A king who knew that glory comes of high resolve
Stirred up his strength to act, and men his deeds with pleasure solve.

16. A noble nature is a flower in bloom; the thorn
May never master it, but mocks itself, and lives forlorn.

17. He said, My rival shall not rob me of success,
And spread his infinite domain, munificence to profess.

18. Calm in the gifted one, as though a lion there
Crouched dandling cubs, beneath a sturdy mountain overhanging his lair.

19. Sweet the possession to the friend; if rival claim,
The poison shall its consumer shrivel, eating like a flame.

20. O Thou whose justice comprehends all other things below,
Scarce could we live enclosed, with walls so thin, so poor, so low.

21. To Thee forever yearning, prostrate or erect,
From Thee we hold an easy life, a refuge circumspect.

22. Then lavish from Thy store an ampler share of bliss
Upon their heavenly revenue of bows and prayers and praise in this.

23. The best of months rose crescent, and Thou chosest best
Of lands its noblest, most propitious rising to attest.