T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.

Song of Khan Zada

By Laurence Hope (Adela Florence Nicolson) (1865–1904)

(From India’s Love Lyrics, 1902)

AS 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,	5
I held it gently as a flower.
You wished to leave me, told me so,—
I kissed your feet and let you go.