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 1 Pre     |  doctrine of the creation. "Thou art but the glass," the poet
 2 Pre     |        fingers the jewels of the art of many hues, adorn her
 3 III     |       eyes a stranger, thou that art~A comrade ever-present to
 4 III     |          Hasten to us, thou that art sorrowing!~A robe of honour
 5 IV      |        lays,~Nor shoots in vain.~Art thou with grief afflicted,
 6 IV(*)   |       that blows from where thou art.~
 7 V       |       mole nor the tiring-maid's art.~Brave tales of singers
 8 XI      |          to choose between,~Thou art but flattering thy soul
 9 XII     |          from thy presence? thou~Art everywhere.~Look not upon
10 XIII    |        painted veil apart.~Where art thou, Minstrel! touch thy
11 XVI     |      brings relief.~Thou, Hafiz, art praised for the songs thou
12 XVII    |       door~Oh Fanatic, thou that art pure of soul;~Not thine
13 XVIII(*)|         and receive from him the art of poetry. For thirty-nine
14 XXI     | head-dress much desired--and yet~Art sure 'tis worth the danger
15 XXV     |        That promised: Where thou art thy lady stays--~The tale
16 XXX     |          But, Hafiz, Hafiz! thou art of those~For ever fearing
17 XXXII   |          found peace.~Hafiz, why art thou ever telling o'er~The
18 XXXIV(*)|       thou teachest us, for thou art knowing and wise. God said,
19 XXXVI   |        that was thy friend?~Thou art the breath of mercy passing
20 XXXIX(*)|      understanding the founder's art, put them all together into
21 XLIII   |          thy stately grace!~Thou art the goal to which all men'