LII: Say not unto me--"Why swearest thou by me?"

Say not unto me--"Why swearest thou by me?"
If I swear not by thee, by whom shall I swear?

Thou, indeed, art the very light of mine eyes;
This, by those black eyes of thine, I swear!

Thy countenance is the day--thy curls the night;--
By the morn I swear! and by the eve I swear!

In this world, thou art my life and my soul,
And naught else besides; unto thee, my life, I swear!

Thou art, in truth, the all-engrossing idea of my mind,
Every hour--every moment--by my God, I swear!

The dust of thy feet is an ointment for the eyes--
By this very dust beneath thy feet, I swear!

My heart ever yearneth towards thee, exceedingly--
By this very yearning of mine, unto thee I swear!

When thou laughest, they are nothing in comparison--
Both rubies and pearls, by thy laugh I swear!

Truly, I am thy lover, and thine, thine only:
And this, I, Khushhal, by thy sweet face, swear!