XI-LVII

To me this burning a boon of thy glow,
Thy font’s wine is waving in my vine so.
In shame the Join’s realm to my content bows,
With thee as my heart had tete-a-tete close.¹

1.         The underlying thought Iqbal says in a verse in Bal-e-Jibreel, page 138.

The Jum feels small at my content’s fame,
As my heart is beating in thy love’s flame.
To Dara and Eck that dervesh is great,
In want who can keep a lion’s pluck and trait.

Eck. a dim: of Alexander.
Dara; viz. Darius.