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Alas alas this wasted Night	A
With all its Jasmin scented air	B
Its thousand stars serenely bright	A
I lie alone and long for you	C
Long for your Champa scented hair	B
Your tranquil eyes of twilight hue	C
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Long for the close curved delicate lips	D
Their sinuous sweetness laid on mine	E
Here where the slender fountain drips	D
Here where the yellow roses glow	F
Pale in the tender silver shine	E
The stars across the garden throw	F
	-
Alas alas poor passionate Youth	G
Why must we spend these lonely nights	H
The poets hardly speak the truth	G
Despite their praiseful litany	I
His season is not all delights	H
Nor every night an ecstasy	I
	-
The very power and passion that make	J
Might make his days one golden dream	K
How he must suffer for their sake	J
Till in their fierce and futile rage	L
The baffled senses almost deem	K
They might be happier in old age	L
	-
Age that can find red roses sweet	M
And yet not crave a rose red mouth	N
Hear Bulbuls with no wish that feet	M
Of sweeter singers went his way	O
Inhale warm breezes from the South	N
Yet never fed his fancy stray	O
	-
From some near Village I can hear	P
The cadenced throbbing of a drum	Q
Now softly distant now more near	R
And in an almost human fashion	S
It plaintive wistful seems to come	Q
Laden with sighs of fitful passion	S
	-
To mock me lying here alone	T
Among the thousand useless flowers	U
Upon the fountain's border stone	T
Cold stone that chills me as I lie	V
Counting the slowly passing hours	U
By the white spangles in the sky	V
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Some feast the Tom toms celebrate	W
Where close together side by side	X
Gay in their gauze and tinsel state	W
With lips serene and downcast eyes	Y
Sit the young bridegroom and his bride	X
While round them songs and laughter rise	Y
	-
They are together Why are we	I
So hopelessly so far apart	Z
Oh I implore you come to me	I
Come to me Solace of mine eyes	Y
Come Consolation of my heart	Z
Light of my senses What replies	Y
	-
A little languid mocking breeze	A2
That rustles through the Jasmin flowers	U
And stirs among the Tamarind trees	A2
A little gurgle of the spray	O
That drips unheard though silent hours	U
Then breaks in sudden bubbling play	O
	-
Wind have you never loved a rose	B2
And water seek you not the Sea	I
Why therefore mock at my repose	B2
Is it my fault I am alone	T
Beneath the feathery Tamarind tree	I
Whose shadows over me are thrown	T
	-
Nay I am mad indeed with thirst	C2
For all to me this night denied	X
And drunk with longing and accurst	X
Beyond all chance of sleep or rest	X
With love unslaked unsatisfied	X
And dreams of beauty unpossessed	X
	-
Hating the hour that brings you not	X
Mad at the space betwixt us twain	D2
Sad for my empty arms so hot	X
And fevered even the chilly stone	T
Can scarcely cool their burning pain	D2
And oh this sense of being alone	T
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Take hence O Night your wasted hours	U
You bring me not my Life's Delight	X
My Star of Stars my Flower of Flowers	U
You leave me loveless and forlorn	E2
Pass on most false and futile night	X
Pass on and perish in the Dawn	F2

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