Religion
LVII: Altho' happiness was a delicious food; lo, 'tis…
Translated by H. G. Raverty (1867) · From Selections from the Poetry of the Afghans (1867)
Altho' happiness was a delicious food; lo, 'tis all passed away!
Though lordly power was an elegant garment; lo, 'tis all passed away!
Altho' there were the ties of wife and child, this is their state now:
Altho' there were life and abiding amongst mankind; lo, 'tis all passed away!
Altho' I possessed both rank and dignity, chieftainship, and command
Altho' lands and possessions were mine; lo, they all have passed away!
Altho' in my houses were carpets and divans, embellishments and ornaments--
Altho' my couch, too, was perfumed with aeatr; lo, all have passed away!
When I used to return home from the chase, in pride and gaiety,
My saddle-straps were ever red with the blood of the game; but, lo, 'tis passed away!
Kinsmen and strangers--the good and the bad, from all directions, came:
In my audience-hall were bustle and clamour; but, lo, all is passed away!
Scattered and dispersed, the family of Akhorr Khel struck camp, and departed:
At this noise, my heart-strings broke; but, lo, 'tis all passed away!
Unto him, 'tis now the day of mourning--of sackcloth and of ashes;
For Sara'e, that was the home of Khushhal, is now all passed away!
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MLA
Khattak, Khushhal Khan. “LVII: Altho' happiness was a delicious food; lo, 'tis….” Translated by H. G. Raverty. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/khushhal-khan-khattak/56/.
Chicago
Khattak, Khushhal Khan. “LVII: Altho' happiness was a delicious food; lo, 'tis….” Translated by H. G. Raverty. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/khushhal-khan-khattak/56/.
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