AFTER these vernal rains
He waiteth Tali,And Neski knows heTo write with beautyOn silken tablets.I'd deem him present,Had I his words.
Surely we for wine may languish!
They still return to that one hour of bliss,The only one; then tears my grief confess.
With such a scroll, which himself richly with life has adorn'd.-----CLASP'D in my arms for ever eagerly hold I my mistress,
THOUGH tempers are bad and peevish folks swear,Remember to ruffle thy brows, friend, ne'er;And let not the fancies of women so fairE'er serve thy pleasure in life to impair.
1827.*-----IV. TEFKIR NAME.
He's, for a bear, too mild,