Transcriber's Notes:
1. Page scan source:
http://books.google.com/books?id=vFkpAQAAIAAJ
(University of California)
2. Table of Contents added by Transcriber.
OH LORD! WHOSE SECRETS ARE FOR EVER VEILED
AND WHOSE PERFECTION KNOWS NOT A BEGINNING;
(END AND BEGINNING BOTH ARE LOST IN THEE
NO TRACE OF THEM IN THY ETERNAL REALM)
MY WORDS ARE LAME--MY TONGUE A STONY TRACT--
SLOW WINGS MY SOUL--AND WIDE IS THE EXPANSE--
CONFUSED MY THOUGHTS--THIS THY BEST PRAISE,
IN ECSTASY I SEE THEE FACE TO FACE.
--Abul Faiz, Poet-Laureate at the Court of Akbar
THE BIRD OF THE MORNING ONLY KNOWETH THE
WORTH OF THE BOOK OF THE ROSE; FOR NOT
EVERY ONE WHO READETH THE PAGE UNDERSTANDETH
THE MEANING.--Hafiz.