O Thou! who know'st the secret thoughts of all,
In time of sorest need who aidest all,
Grant me repentance, and accept my plea,
O Thou who dost accept the pleas of all!
276. C. L. N. A. I. J. Note tashdid on rabb dropped.
I saw a bird perched on the walls of Tus,
Before him lay the skull of Kai Kawus,
And thus he made his moan, «Alas, poor king!
Thy drums are hushed, thy 'larums have rung truce.»
277. C. L. N. A. Tus was near Nishapur.
Ask not the chances of the time to be,
And for the past, 'tis vanished, as you see;
This ready-money breath set down as gain,
Future and past concern not you or me.
278. C. L. N. A. I. J. In line 1 note izafat dropped after silent he. Compare Horace's Ode to Leuconoe.