Classic Poem

TA R I KH

On the Death of " Andel i b Kh a nim

" Andel i b, th' adopted sister, from this transient world hath flown,
Yonder midst the flowers of Eden whilst still in her youth to stray.
No physician, neither charmer, on the earth her pain could ease;
So that youthful beauty bided not to smile on earth's mead gay.
With her two-and-twenty summers, cypress-like was she, ah me!
But the sullen blast of autumn smote her life's bright, lovely May.
For its tyranny and rancor might have blushed the vile, hard Sphere,
As the sister of earth's Monarch pined in grief without allay.
Though her kind friend never parted from her eye's sweet, gentle beam,
Still did she to God her soul yield, and the call, Return , obey.
Down the wayward Sphere hath stricken that bright Jewel to the earth; —
What avail though men and angels tears of blood shed in dismay?
Length of days to that great Sultan grant may He, the God of Truth!
And yon fair Pearl's tomb make rival His own Eden's bright display!
With the dotted letters, Leyl a , thou the year tell'st of her death —
Ca l m amongst deli ghtsome bowers may An deli b her nest array!