I <br /> <br />With surmah tinge the black eye's fringe, <br />'Twill sparkle like a star; <br />With roses dress each raven tress, <br />My only loved Dildar! <br /> <br />II <br />Dildar! There's many a valued pearl <br />In richest Oman's sea; <br />But none, my fair Cashmerian girl! <br />O! none can rival thee. <br /> <br />III <br />In Busrah there is many a rose <br />Which many a maid may seek, <br />But who shall find a flower which blows <br />Like that upon thy cheek? <br /> <br />IV <br />In verdant realms, 'neath sunny skies, <br />With witching minstrelsy, <br />We'll favour find in all young eyes, <br />And all shall welcome thee. <br /> <br />V <br />Around us now there's but the night, <br />The heaven alone above; <br />But soon we'll dwell in cities bright, <br />Then cheer thee, cheer thee, love! <br /> <br />VI <br />The heart eternally is blest <br />Where hope eternal springs; <br />Then hush thy sorrows all to rest, <br />We'll treat the courts of kings. <br /> <br />VII <br />In palace halls our strains we'll raise, <br />There all our songs shall flow; <br />Come cheer thee, sweet! for better days <br />Shall dawn upon our woe. <br /> <br />VIII <br />Nay weep not, love! thou shouldst not weep, <br />The world is all our home; <br />Life's watch together we shall keep, <br />We'll love where'er we roam. <br /> <br />IX <br />Like birds from land to land we'll range, <br />And with our sweet sitar, <br />Our hearts the same, though worlds may change, <br />We'll live, and love, Dildar!<br /><br />Henry Louis Vivian Derozio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-of-the-hindustanee-minstrel/
