She who my all of love by love of her hath won, viii. 254.

Shoulder thy tray and go straight to thy goal, i. 278.

Showed me Sir Such-an-one a sight, and what a sight! iv. 193.

Silent I woned and never owned my love v. 151.

Silky her skin and silk that zoned waist iii. 163.

Since my loper-friend in my hand hath given, iv. 20.

Since none will lend my love a helping hand, vii. 225.

Since our Imam came forth from medicine, v. 154.

Sleep fled me, by my side wake ever shows, viii. 68.

Slept in mine arms full moon of brightest blee, x. 39.

Slim-waist and boyish wits delight, v. 161.

Slim-waisted craved wine from her companeer, viii. 307.

Slim-waisted loveling, from his hair and brow, viii. 299.

Slim-waisted loveling, jetty hair encrowned, i. 116.

Slim-waisted one whose looks with down of cheek, v. 158.

Slim-waisted one, whose taste is sweetest sweet, v. 241.

Sojourn of stranger, in whatever land, vii. 175.

Sought me this heart's dear love at gloom of night, vii. 253.

Source of mine evils, truly, she alone's, iii. 165.

Sow kindness seed in the unfittest stead iii. 136.

Stand by and see the derring-do which I to-day will show, iii.

107 Stand by the ruined home and ask of us, iii. 328.

Stand thou and hear what fell to me, viii. 228.

Stand thou by the homes and hail the lords of the ruined stead, ii. 181.

Stay! grant one parting look before we part, ii. 15.

Steer ye your steps to none but me, v. 65.

Still cleaves to this homestead mine ecstasy, viii. 243.

Stint ye this blame viii. 254.

Straitened bosom; reveries dispread, iii. 182.

Strange is my story, pa.s.sing prodigy, iv. 139 Strange is the charm which dights her brows like Luna's disk that shine, ii. 3.

Strive he to cure his case, to hide the truth, ii. 320.

Such is the world, so bear a patient heart, i. 183.

Suffer mine eye-babes weep lost of love and tears express, viii.

112.

Suffice thee death such marvels can enhance, iii. 56.

Sun riseth sheen from her brilliant brow, vii. 246.

Sweetest of nights the world can show to me, ii. 318.

Sweetheart! How long must I await by so long suffering tried? ii.

178.

Sweetly discourses she on Persian string, viii. 166.

Take all things easy; for all worldly things, iv. 220.

Take thy life and fly whenas evils threat; let the ruined house tell its owner's fate, i. 109.

Take, O my lord to thee the Rose, viii. 275.

Take patience which breeds good if patience thou can learn, iv.

221.

Take warning, O proud, iv. 118.

Tear-drops have chafed mine eyelids and rail down in wondrous wise, v. 53.

Tell her who turneth from our love to work it injury sore, i.

181.

Tell whoso hath sorrow grief never shall last, i. 15.

That cheek-mole's spot they evened with a grain, i. 251.

That jetty hair, that glossy brow, i. 203.

That night th' astrologer a scheme of planets drew, i. 167.

That pair in image quits me not one single hour, ii. 173.

That rarest beauty ever bides my foe, vii. 366.

That sprouting hair upon his face took wreak, v. 161.

The birds took flight at eve and winged their way, viii. 34.

The blear-eyed scapes the pits, i. 265.

The boy like his father shall surely show, i.310.

The breeze o' morn blows uswards from her trace, viii. 206.

The bushes of golden hued rose excite, viii. 276.

The Bulbul's note, whenas dawn is nigh, v.48.

The caravan-chief calleth loud o' night, viii. 239.

The chambers were like a bee-hive well stocked, ix. 292.

The coming unto thee is blest, viii. 167.

The company left with my love by night, ix. 27.

The Compa.s.sionate show no ruth to the tomb where his bones shall lie, x. 47.

The courser chargeth on battling foe, iii. 83.

The day of my delight is the day when you draw near, i. 75.

The day of parting cut my heart in twain, iii. 124.

The fawn-Glee one a meeting promised me, iv. 195.

The fawn of a maid hent her lute in hand, ii. 34.

The feet of st.u.r.dy miscreants went trampling heavy tread, x.38.

The first in rank to kiss the ground shall deign, i. 250.

The fragrance of musk from the b.r.e.a.s.t.s of the fair, viii. 209.

The full moon groweth perfect once a month, vii. 271.

The gla.s.ses are heavy when empty brought, x. 40.

The hapless lover's heart is of his wooing weary grown, iv. 144.

The hearts of lovers have eyes I ken, iv. 238.

The hue of dusty motes is hers, iv. 257.

The house, sweetheart, is now no home to me, v. 381.

The jujube tree each day, viii. 271.

The Kings who fared before us showed, iii. 318.

The land of ramping moon is bare and drear, viii. 126.

The least of him is the being free, v. 156.

The life of the bath is the joy of man's life, iii. 19.

The like of whatso feelest thou we feel, vii. 141.

The longing of a Bedouin maid, whose folks are far away, iii.

172.

The longing of an Arab la.s.s forlorn of kith and kin, ii. 306.

The Lord, empty House! to thee peace decree, viii. 238.

The loved ones left thee in middle night, v. 150.

The lover is drunken with love of friend, v.39.

The lover's heart for his beloved must meet, ii. 62.

The lover's heart is like to break in twain ii. 63.

The mead is bright with what is on't ii. 86. , The messenger who kept our commerce hid, iii. 189.

The Moon o' the Time shows unveiled light, ix. 287.

The Nadd is my wine scented powder, my bread, viii. 209.

The name of what crave me distraught, viii. 93.