BULBUL'S song, through night hours cold, <br /> <br />Rose to Allah's throne on high; <br /> <br />To reward her melody, <br />Giveth he a cage of gold. <br />Such a cage are limbs of men,-- <br /> <br />Though at first she feels confin'd, <br /> <br />Yet when all she brings to mind, <br />Straight the spirit sings again.<br /><br />Johann Wolfgang von Goethe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/book-of-parables-bulbul-s-song/