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In Minฤโ€™s stony grounds I met

ู„ู‚ุฏ ุนุฑุถุช ู„ูŠ ุจุงู„ู…ุญุตุจ ู…ู† ู…ู†ู‰

1. In Minฤโ€™s stony grounds I met
Amid the thronging pilgrim band

ูก. ู„ูŽู‚ูŽุฏ ุนูŽุฑูŽุถูŽุช ู„ูŠ ุจูุงู„ู…ูุญูŽุตู‘ูŽุจู ู…ูู† ู…ูู†ู‰ู‹
ู…ูŽุนูŽ ุงู„ุญูŽุฌู‘ู ุดูŽู…ุณูŒ ุณูุชู‘ูุฑูŽุช ุจููŠูŽู…ุงู†ู

2. A sun whose radiance was eclipsed
By the Yemen veilโ€™s dark band.

ูข. ุจูŽุฏุง ู„ููŠูŽ ู…ูู†ู‡ุง ู…ูุนุตูŽู…ูŒ ูŠูŽูˆู…ูŽ ุฌูŽู…ู‘ูŽุฑูŽุช
ูˆูŽูƒูŽูู‘ูŒ ุฎูŽุถูŠุจูŒ ุฒููŠู‘ูู†ูŽุช ุจูุจูŽู†ุงู†ู

3. Bare-armed she stood and tossed the pebbles,
With blood-red henna-tinted hand,

ูฃ. ููŽู„ูŽู…ู‘ุง ุงูู„ุชูŽู‚ูŽูŠู†ุง ุจูุงู„ุซูŽู†ููŠู‘ูŽุฉู ุณูŽู„ู‘ูŽู…ูŽุช
ูˆูŽู†ุงุฒูŽุนูŽู†ูŠ ุงู„ุจูŽุบู„ู ุงู„ู„ูŽุนูŠู†ู ุนูู†ุงู†ูŠ

4. We met where the valley winds, and she
Greeted me. The mule lurched free

ูค. ููŽูˆูŽุงู„ู„ูŽู‡ู ู…ุง ุฃูŽุฏุฑูŠ ูˆูŽุฅูู†ู‘ูŠ ู„ูŽุญุงุณูุจูŒ
ุจูุณูŽุจุนู ุฑูŽู…ูŽูŠุชู ุงู„ุฌูŽู…ุฑูŽ ุฃูŽู… ุจูุซูŽู…ุงู†ู

5. Wrenching loose the leading-rein. . .
By God! I cannot tell although I count

ูฅ. ููŽู‚ูู„ุชู ู„ูŽู‡ุง ุนูˆุฌูŠ ููŽู‚ูŽุฏ ูƒุงู†ูŽ ู…ูŽู†ุฒูู„ูŠ
ุฎูŽุตูŠุจูŒ ู„ูŽูƒูู… ู†ุงุกู ุนูŽู†ู ุงู„ุญูŽุฏูŽุซุงู†ู

6. The pebbles one by one, if seven I cast
Or eight into the glowing gulf.

ูฆ. ููŽุนูุฌู†ุง ููŽุนุงุฌูŽุช ุณุงุนูŽุฉู‹ ูˆูŽุชูŽูƒูŽู„ู‘ูŽู…ูŽุช
ููŽุธูŽู„ู‘ูŽุช ู„ูŽู‡ุง ุงู„ุนูŽูŠู†ุงู†ู ุชูŽุจุชูŽุฏูุฑุงู†ู