“Waft, gentle gale, oh waft to Samercand,
When next thou visitest that blissful land,
The plaint of Khorassania plung'd in woe:
Bear to Turania's King our piteous scroll,
Whose opening breathes forth all the anguish'd soul,
And close denotes whate'er the tortur'd know.”

—  Anvari

Ghazal, The Tears of Khorassan
Source: The Tears of Khorassan, translated by William Kirkpatrick, quoted in A Literary History of Persia, 1908

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