To a Lady, On Seeing Her Blush, by the Khalif Radhi Billah
TO A LADY,
ON SEEING HER BLUSH.
BY THE KHALIF RADHI BILLAH.
LEILA, whene’er I gaze on thee
My altered cheek turns pale;
While upon thine, sweet maid, I see
A deep’ning blush prevail.
My altered cheek turns pale;
While upon thine, sweet maid, I see
A deep’ning blush prevail.
Leila, shall I the cause impart
Why such a change takes place?—
The crimson stream deserts my heart
To mantle on thy face.
