«In a saffron land of an evening / The roses through fields softly run. / A song by Khayyam, darling, sing me, / Sing me his favourite one. / Thd roses through fields softly run. Shiraz is in moonlight swimming. / Like a moth swarm, bright stars throng the sky. / That Persian men make th...»
«Transparent and blue is the air, / I’ll go where the flowers are fair. / You, traveller, wandering there / Shall not find the hot desert’s glare. / Transparent and blue is the air. Resplendent as orchards—these fields. / With blooms in profusion they’re filled. / You cannot resi...»
«Moonlight with the chilliness of gold, / Scent of rosebay and of gillyflowers. / Through this kind blue country in such hours / Of tranquillity I like to stroll. Baghdad lies there faraway somewhere. / There Sheherazade told her stories. / She needs nothing now because the chorus / Of t...»
«Horossan has one such door, they tell me, / On the threshold roses line the floor / And a pensive peri there is dwelling. / Horossan has one such door, they tell me, / But it did not yield to me, that door. In my hands and arms I’ve strength in plenty, / There is gold and copper in my h...»