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 1 Pre     |      killed 1000 men with his own hand. "No," replied Mahommad, "
 2 Pre     |          sent him a letter by the hand of a faithful servant. "
 3 Pre     |        the goblet of joy into the hand of all wine-drinkers"; and
 4 Pre     |        being free; for on the one hand it is impossible to conceive
 5 Pre     |        poets found ready to their hand a mass of vague and beautiful
 6 Pre     |       through pain." On the other hand, he was equally unwilling
 7 Pre     |          He must hold ever in the hand of his mind the weighing
 8 V       |    Turkish maid of Shiraz! in thy hand~If thou'lt take my heart,
 9 V(*)    |     stream Ruknabad flows near at hand.~Stanza 2.--The Luli or
10 V(*)    | translator of Hafiz has tried his hand upon this song, which is
11 VIII(*) |         life and sorrow have gone hand in hand, bound together
12 VIII(*) |          sorrow have gone hand in hand, bound together by the first
13 IX      |          And I too, stretching my hand to the wine,~On the neck
14 XI      |      pleasant hours slip from the hand of Fate,~Reckon each hour
15 XIII    |          hast my heart within thy hand,~Thou heed'st me not; and
16 XVI(*)  |    spontaneously bend down to the hand of the person who would
17 XVII    |         Paradise slipped from his hand.~All you that misconstrue
18 XVII    |            Bring the cup in thine hand to the Judgment-seat;~Thou
19 XX      |          old;~A wine-cup from the hand of Youth~Bring me for pity
20 XXII    |      scatter gold with a careless hand?~The gold of thy heart,
21 XXIII   |      malignant star~Has loosed my hand that held her, lone and
22 XXIII   |           all the joy that Hafiz' hand might hold,~Lay in the beads
23 XXIV    |           bitter sea!~Nay, by the hand that sells me wine, I vow~
24 XXV     |         woe,~My mistress sets her hand and writes: Finis.~Oh, linger
25 XXX(*)  |        poet of his time. Close at hand is a hermitage built by
26 XXXI    |        meagre Ramazan is close at hand!~Dear is the rose--now,
27 XXXIX(*)|          worked miracles with his hand and his staff, but Al Samiri
28 XLIII   |         thou shalt bring in thine hand to me,~Thy voice shall ring