Bal-e Jibreel
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Bal-e Jibreel
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Twist your lustrous ringlets some more, make them more lustrous,
Hunt for the intellect and wisdom, hunt for heart and sight!
Love may be within the veil, beauty may also be veiled!
Either you reveal yourself, or otherwise reveal me!
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In the coquetry and acrimony of self, there is neither dignity nor caprice,
And if there are conceits, they do not lack the pleasure of supplication,
Love’s glance searches for the living heart!
To hunt for carrion is not worthy of the royal hawk.
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Beyond the stars more worlds: Love's grace
Has other trials yet to face-
Not void of life those far-off deeps,
Where thousand caravans run their race;
In other gardens other nests-
Be not content with earth’s embrace;
Why for one lost home mourn when grief
Can find so many a lodging place ?
You are a falcon born to soar,
Still with your wings new heavens keep pace;
Let day-and-night not snare your feet,
Yours are another Time and Space !
Gone, days of crowded solitude;
Now other hearts know my heart's case.
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Twist your lustrous ringlets some more, make them more lustrous,
Hunt for the intellect and wisdom, hunt for heart and sight!
Love may be within the veil, beauty may also be veiled!
Either you reveal yourself, or otherwise reveal me!
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In the coquetry and acrimony of self, there is neither dignity nor caprice,
And if there are conceits, they do not lack the pleasure of supplication,
Love’s glance searches for the living heart!
To hunt for carrion is not worthy of the royal hawk.
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Beyond the stars more worlds: Love's grace
Has other trials yet to face-
Not void of life those far-off deeps,
Where thousand caravans run their race;
In other gardens other nests-
Be not content with earth’s embrace;
Why for one lost home mourn when grief
Can find so many a lodging place ?
You are a falcon born to soar,
Still with your wings new heavens keep pace;
Let day-and-night not snare your feet,
Yours are another Time and Space !
Gone, days of crowded solitude;
Now other hearts know my heart's case.