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THE QUATRAINS OF

204.

Can alien Pharisees Thy kindness tell,
Like us, Thy intimates, who nigh Thee dwell?
    Thou say'st, "All sinners will I burn with fire."
Say that to strangers, we know Thee too well.


205.

O comrades dear, when hither ye repair
In times to come, communion sweet to share,
    While the cupbearer pours your old Magh wine,
Call poor Khayyám to mind, and breathe a prayer.


206.

For me heaven's sphere no music ever made,
Nor yet with soothing voice my fears allayed;
    If e'er I found brief respite from my woes,
Back to woe’s thrall I was at once betrayed.


204.   N.


205.   L. N. B.   Măyī.   The second ya is the yá i batní.