Persian Sonnets - Part 6

'T IS so; but now the lord of all delight,
So many years, so many days and hours,
The world to me was all a world of flowers
Of laughter and of love; of warmth and light: —
And in one moment all is turned to night,
Darkness and cold: — my broken spirit cowers
Beneath your will, inexorable powers, —
The blind decrees of your remorseless might.

Stern answer made the voices of the earth:
" We gave and asked no thanks: the gifts we gave
Of beauty and of splendour, love and mirth,
Were ours to give, are ours to take away:
Then silence, thankless and rebellious slave,
The doom is fixed; repine not, but obey."
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