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The diwan of Zeb-un-Nissa

The Divan of Zeb-un-Nissa (Lal and Westbrook) , Thy pleasaunce, Princess, now is desolate Where once the gleaming water-courses traced Their paths among the cypresses, a waste Stretches beyond thy ruined garden-gate; The rose is dead, the bulbul flown away.

The diwan of Zeb-un-Nissa

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