Song Of Khan Zada

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Title:     Song Of Khan Zada
Author: Laurence Hope [More Titles by Hope]

As one may sip a Stranger's Bowl
You gave yourself but not your soul.
I wonder, now that time has passed,
Where you will come to rest at last.

You gave your beauty for an hour,
I held it gently as a flower.
You wished to leave me, told me so,--
I kissed your feet and let you go.

[The end]
Laurence Hope's poem: Song Of Khan Zada

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