VERSES
WRITTEN
ORIGINALLY
IN
THE
PERSIC
LANGUAGE
.
BY
THE
SAME
.
IF
mortal
hands
thy
peace
destroy
,
Or
friendship's
gifts
bestow
,
Wilt
thou
to
Man
ascribe
thy
joy
?
To
Man
impute
thy
woe
?
'Tis
God
,
whose
thoughts
to
various
ends
The
human
lot
dispose
,
Around
thee
plant
assisting
friends
,
Or
heap
avenging
Foes
.
Not
from
the
Bow
the
deaths
proceed
,
But
from
the
Archer's
skill
;
Who
lends
the
thirsty
shaft
its
speed
,
And
gives
it
strength
to
kill
.