And god shall wipe away all
Tears from their eyes; and there
Shall be no more death, neither
Sorrow, nor crying neither shall
There be anymore pain; for the
Former things are passed away.
Majesty of the nature of man! In crowds shall I seek thee?
'Tis with only a few that thou hast made thine abode.
Only a few ever count; the rest are but blanks of no value,
And the prizes are hid 'neath the vain stir that they make.
lakhon shaklon k mele main tanha rahna mera kam
bhes badal kar dekhte rahna tez hawaon ka kohram
ek taraf awaz ka suraj ek taraf ik gungi sham
ek taraf jismon ki Khushbu ek taraf is ka anjam
ban gaya qatil mere liye to apni hi nazaron ka dam
sab se bara hai nam Khuda ka us k bad hai mera nam
The sweet, fresh, red rose
of a maiden's heart
That opes in the dewy
ecstasy of love.
Then, as the broad moon rose on high,
The maidens stood the altar nigh;
And some in graceful measure
The well-loved spot danced round,
With lightsome footsteps treading
The soft and grassy ground.
O Sweet, thy lips, how sweet their kisses are!
Rarer than rosy dewdrops amorous
That in the lily's tender bosom fall,
So magical with beauty they so breathe of thee.
Foraars-Flor, og Foraarslærke-Sang,
Eders Knoppe, snart, og Triller, svinde;
Kort er Vaaren i mit Danevang; -
O! men desto længer er dens Minde.
hairy calyx splits
wine dark magnolia
unfolds to warmth
Because our life is brief
Let us laugh!
Because for joy and grief
We may quaff
Death's nepenthe soon —
Because this is life's boon
Let us laugh.
What needs it, then, we stand so long a-gazing,
And do not our lips mingle,
Since our hearts, so long single,
Have married as if in a dream amazing?
Our lips in such a joy should follow suit,
And on each other feed as on Love's fruit.
