Hatim Al Tai Poems

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1.
On Avarice

How frail are riches and their joys!
Morn builds the heap which eve destroys;
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2.
Sways,With Her Trinkets

Sways, with her trinkets, she, endowed with splendour
With a waist like the fold of flimsy cloth, slim
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3.
Lighten

Lighten, as the night is glacial
And the wind, you who lit the fire, is grating
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