এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা প্রয়োজন।
囑 কবিতা-বক্সরী । مه 4 Go there at once, for love I them, The tender faces shadowed in distress. Adorned with triple diadem Poverty, Innocence, Tenderness. 5 And, if a crowned head per-chance Found passing by the site, His stately robe, to catch a ghance Draw gently on that side. 6 Then for them pray again To multitude obdurate hearts. Thy prayer ne'er be in vain At last would melt their better parts. 7 Speak “O, give me for that I give, I have in nest nude birds to live. • ‘Give sinners, God will pardon you ? Give, O Good God blesses you.
