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No power of fancy e’er pourtrayed

The graces of that purless maid

Sweet angel nature formed to prove

The fond fidelity of love

Her mouths sweet circle formed a line

The pencil never drew one so fine

Her Ruby lips appeared when closed

Arose leaf in two halves disposed.

When Melek Mahommed saw these Daughters of Paradise their queens fair as the mid month moon and her damsels and musicians arranged in rows before her he stood stupefied with wonder. The back of the Queen was towards him as he entered but she perceived him with the corner of her eyes and pointing to a Golden seat near the throne said "come come along you are welcome” and as soon as he had seated himself enquired, “whence who and why have you come hither?” Melek Mohammed answered like one drunk and distracted

Drunk with the win of love I roam

This path and seek no other home

Far from my grasp stole? the tie

Of prudence though for love I die

Gheti Afroz immediately gave him a place in her affections, and ordered Ruh Afza a Perazadi that excelled in elegance of