Robert Bridges, ed. (1844–1930). The Spirit of Man: An Anthology. 1916. | | | | Sufi poem |
Jellaludin (1207–1273) |
| | | WHAT 1 pearl art Thou, that no man may pay thy price? | |
| What doth the World offer, which is not a gift from Thee? | |
| What punishment is greater, than to dwell afar from thy Face? | |
| Torture not thy slave, tho’ he be unworthy of Thee! | |
| Whoever is whelm’d in the waves of Chance, can never escape, if he look not to Thee as Friend. | 5 |
| The World hath no permanence: what it hath | |
| I esteem as perishable, for it is strange to thy permanence .. | |
| My wish ever is to fling my heart and my soul at thy Feet. | |
| Dust be on the head of the soul, that hath received not the dust of thy Feet!… | |
| I will not shun thy stroke: for impure is the heart that hath not burn’d in the flame of thine Affliction. | 10 |
| No end is there, O Lord, to thy praises, and no count of thy Praisers. | |
| What atom is there that danceth not with abandon in thy praise? | |
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| SHAMS-I-TABRIZ, beauty and pride of the skies, saith: | |
| What king is there, but with heart and soul is a beggar of Thee? | |
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