Dark falls the night:  my tears unaided rail, iii. 11.  Dark falls the night and passion comes sore pains to gar me dree, ii. 140.  Daughter of nobles, who shine aim shalt gain, v. 54.  Dawn heralds daylight:  so wine passround viii. 276.  Dear friend! ah leave thy loud reproach and blame, iii. 110.  Dear friend, ask not what burneth in my breast, i. 265.  Dear friend, my tears aye flow these cheeks adown, iii. 14.  Deep in mine eyeballs ever dwells the phantom form of thee, viii. 61.  Deign grant thy favours; since ’tis time I were engraced, v. 148.  Describe me! a fair one said, viii. 265.  Did Azzah deal behest to sun o’ noon, ii. 102.  Did not in love-plight joys and sorrows meet, iii. 182.  Dip thou with spoons in saucers four and gladden heart and eye, viii. 223.  Displaying that fair face, iv. 195.  Divinely were inspired his words who brought me news of you, iv. 207.  Do you threaten me wi’ death for my loving you so well? vii. 221.  Drain not the bowl, save from dear hand like shine, i. 88.  Drain not the bowl but with lovely wight viii. 209.  Drain not the bowl save with a trusty friend, i. 88.  Drawn in thy shoulders are and spine thrust out, viii:  297.  Drink not pure wine except from hand of slender youth, ix. 198.  Drink not strong wine save at the slender dearling’s hand, v. 66.  Drink not upon thy food in haste but wait awhile, v. 222.  Drink the clear draught, drink free and fain, i. 88.  Drive off the ghost that ever shows, vii. 109.  Dumb is my tongue and scant my speech for thee, viii. 258.

Each portion of her charms we see, vii.131.  Each thing of things hath his appointed tide, v. 294.  Easy, O Fate! how long this wrong, this injury, iii. 329.  Eight glories meet, all, all conjoined in thee, iii. 271.  Enough for lovers in this world their ban and bane, iv. 205.  Enough of tears hath shed the lover wight, iii. 206.  Enrobes with honour sands of camp her foot-step wandering lone, iv. 204.  Escape with thy life if oppression betide thee, i. 209.  Even not beardless one with girl, nor heed, iii. 303.  Ever thy pomp and pride, O House! display, viii. 207.

Face that with Sol in Heaven ramping vies, iii. 167.  Fain had I hid thy handwork, but it showed, iii. 280.  Fain leaving life that fleets thou hast th’ eternal won, ii. 281.  Fair youth shall die by stumbling of the tongue, iii. 221.  Familiar with my heart are woes and with them I, vii. 340.  Far is the fane and patience faileth me, v. 41.  Fare safely, Masrur! an her sanctuary viii. 237.  Farewell thy love, for see, the Cafilah’s on the move, iv. 254.  Farewelling thee indeed is like to bidding life farewell, viii. 62.  Fate the wolf’s soul snatched up from wordly stead, iii. 146.  Fate frights us when the thing is past and gone, iii. 318.  Fate hath commanded I become thy fere, iii. 312.  Fie on this wretched world an so it be, i. 40.  Fight for my mother (an I live) I’ll take, ii. 239.  Fire is cooler than fires in my breast, iv. 245.  Fly, fly with life whenas evils