SONG OF KHAN ZADA

translated into English by: Laurence Hope (1865-1904)

      S one may sip a Stranger's Bowl
      You gave yourself but not your soul.
      I wonder, now that time has passed,
      Where you will come to rest at last.

      You gave your beauty for an hour,
      I held it gently as a flower.
      You wished to leave, told me so,
      I kissed your feet and let you go.
"Song of Khan Zada" is reprinted from India's Love Lyrics. Trans. Laurence Hope. New York: John Lane Co., 1906.

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