Ch 05 On Love And Youth Story 18 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: A BC B DE F GFBF A BBHBIAAJ H DKAA

A man in patched garments accompanied us in a caravan to the Hejaz and one of the Arab amirs presented him with a hundred dinars to spend upon his family but robbers of the Kufatcha tribe suddenly fell upon the caravan and robbed it clean of everything The merchants began to wail and to cry uttering vain shouts and amentationsA
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Whether thou implorest or complainestB
The robber will not return the gold againC
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The dervish alone had not lost his equanimity and showed no change I asked Perhaps they have not taken thy money He replied Yes they have but I was not so much accustomed to that money that separation therefrom could grieve my heartB
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The heart must not be tied to any thing or personD
Because to take off the heart is a difficult affairE
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I replied What thou hast said resembles my case because when I was young my intimacy with a young man and my friendship for him were such that his beauty was the Qiblah of my eye and the chief joy of my life union with himF
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Perhaps an angel in heaven but no mortalG
Can be on earth equal in beauty of form to himF
I swear by the amity after which companionship is illicitB
No human sperm will ever become a man like himF
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All of a sudden the foot of his life sank into the mire of non existence The smoke of separation arose from his family I kept him company on his grave for many days and one of my compositions on his loss is as followsA
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Would that on the day when the thorn of fate entered thy footB
The hand of heaven had struck a sword on my headB
So that this day my eye could not see the world without theeH
Here I am on thy grave would that it were over my headB
He who could take neither rest nor sleepI
Before he had first scattered roses and narcissiA
The turns of heaven have strewn the roses of his faceA
Thorns and brambles are growing on his tombJ
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After separation from him I resolved and firmly determined to fold up the carpet of pleasure during the rest of my life and to retire from mixing in societyH
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Last night I strutted about like a peacock in the garden of unionD
But today through separation from my friend I twist my head like a snakeK
The profit of the sea would be good if there were no fear of wavesA
The company of the rose would be sweet if there were no pain from thornsA

Saadi Shirazi



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