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A Farm Walk - Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

The year stood at its equinox
And bluff the North was blowing,
A bleat of lambs came from the flocks,
Green hardy things were growing;
I met a maid with shining locks
Where milky kine were lowing.

She wore a kerchief on her neck,
Her bare arm showed its dimple,
Her apron spread without a speck,
Her air was frank and simple.

She milked into a wooden pail
And sang a country ditty,
An innocent fond lovers' tale,
That was not wise nor witty,
Pathetically rustical,
Too pointless for the city.

She kept in time without a beat
As true as church-bell ringers,
Unless she tapped time with her feet,
Or squeezed it with her fingers;
Her clear unstudied notes were sweet
As many a practised singer's.

I stood a minute out of sight,
Stood silent for a minute
To eye the pail, and creamy white
The frothing milk within it;

To eye the comely milking maid
Herself so fresh and creamy:
'Good day to you,' at last I said;
She turned her head to see me:
'Good day,' she said with lifted head;
Her eyes looked soft and dreamy,

And all the while she milked and milked
The grave cow heavy-laden:
I've seen grand ladies plumed and silked,
But not a sweeter maiden;

But not a sweeter fresher maid
Than this in homely cotton,
Whose pleasant face and silky braid
I have not yet forgotten.

Seven springs have passed since then, as I
Count with a sober sorrow;
Seven springs have come and passed me by,
And spring sets in to-morrow.

I've half a mind to shake myself
Free just for once from London,
To set my work upon the shelf
And leave it done or undone;

To run down by the early train,
Whirl down with shriek and whistle,
And feel the bluff North blow again,
And mark the sprouting thistle
Set up on waste patch of the lane
Its green and tender bristle.

And spy the scarce-blown violet banks,
Crisp primrose leaves and others,
And watch the lambs leap at their pranks
And butt their patient mothers.

Alas, one point in all my plan
My serious thoughts demur to:
Seven years have passed for maid and man,
Seven years have passed for her too;

Perhaps my rose is overblown,
Not rosy or too rosy;
Perhaps in farmhouse of her own
Some husband keeps her cosy,
Where I should show a face unknown.
Good-bye, my wayside posy.
Christina Georgina Rossetti

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Lipti Rahi Wajood Se Khushbu Tamam Raat,,
Aata Raha Hai Yaad Mujhe Tu TAmam Raat,,

Us ne Bary

Hum rahe, par nahi rahe aabaad

Yaad ke ghar nahi rahe aabaad

Kitni aankheN huiN halaak E nazar

مدّت ہوئی ہے، یار کو مہماں کئے ہوئے
جوشِ قدح سے بزمِ چر

aankh se duur na ho dil se utar jaayegaa
vaqt kaa kyaa hai guzarataa hai guzar jaayegaa
itanaa maa

Tu jo itna udaas hai Nasir,
Tujhe kya ho geya bata to sahi..

apne dil ki awaz sun afwaon se kaam na ley
mujhe yaad kar beshak mera naam na ley

tera weham hai

Kalaam karti nhi, Bolti bhi jati hy
Teri Nazar ko ye Kesi Zuban Aati hy ,

Kabhi Kabhi Mujhy Pe

Dil main he mere Dard-e-bhutto

"Dard-e-bhutto"
"Dard-e-bhutto"
Wo hasina wo nilam pari,,
hui t

dil ki masarraten nai jaan ka malal hai naya
meri ghazal mein aaj phir ek sawal hai naya
ab jo k

TELL me where is Fancy bred,
Or in the heart or in the head?
How begot, how nourished?
Repl

Koi haalat nahin, yeh haalat hai,
Yeh to ashob-naak suurat hai,

Anjumann main yeh meri khamoshi,

safar ke baad bhi zauq-e-safar na rah jae
KHayal o KHwab mein ab ke bhi ghar na rah jae

main s

In vain you boast Poetic Names of yore,
And cite those Sapho's we admire no more:
Fate doom'd the

Main bhi bohat ajeeb hoon itna ajeeb hoon ke bass,
Khud ko tabaah kar liya aur malaal bhi naheen.

I turn around on the gravel
and go back to the house for a book,
something to read at the doctor

Koi haalat nahin, yeh haalat hai,
Yeh to ashob-naak suurat hai,

Anjumann main yeh meri khamoshi,

Clouds float by on a summer sky
I hop scotch over to you
Rainbows arch from ground to gold
I cl

Khamosh lehje mere hamdam kabhi bola nahin kertay,
Dard-o-gham ko her kisi k samnay khola nahin ker

Mohsin Humare Sath Bara Hadisa Hua

Hum Reh Gaye, Humara Zamana Chala Gaya...

Mujhe Maaf Kar Mere Humsafar
Tujhe Chahna Meri Bhol Thi
Kisi Raah Par Jab Uthi Nazar
Tujhe Dekhna

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