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Sweet jasmine fair of race divine

Whose charms the sun and moon outshine

Should Chinas a blest painter view

That rosy cheeks seductive hew

Soon would he own with sickening sighs

That nature for his art out vies

Ah should more travellor on his way

That fascinating face survey

The wonderer would forget the road

To any place save thine abode

Ah that the fortune sould be mine

To alarm a heart no longer thine

While tis another hap to prove

How sweet the thrilling drought of love

Gheti afroz with the most enchanting grace replied in the same stile

The thrilling goblet and the wine

Of love ecstatic still are mine

And tenderness will best reveal

The time to break the secret seal

She placed the Shah on the throne her side edging half round so as to address herself to him with the greater facility and seated Danish Bait and Melech Mahommed on too ornamented chairs beside the throne when the Shah looked round him he was astonished to behold

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