(1092) Alor jharnadhara neve eseche
A cascade of light has come down,
Do say, on whose account?
Golden colored was that source of beauty;
It made distant everything gloomy.
Painted in new hues were all creepers and trees;
Under the sway of new ideas was humanity.
You poured ambrosia lavishly.
In scent, shape, and color, flowers were well-adorned;
Like pearls were the shiny drops of water.
Amid beauty the E'er-Lovely allowed His embrace,
Having rendered unwarranted grace.
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Beauty is truth, and truth is beauty.
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