Note 798 — Chapter LXVIII · A HAWK NOT TO BE FED WHEN “BLOWN”
D. C. (Douglas Craven) Phillott translation
Kabāb, “meat cut in little bits and roasted on a skewer,” is by a weird metaphor applied to a heart torn by grief, or love.
D. C. (Douglas Craven) Phillott translation
Kabāb, “meat cut in little bits and roasted on a skewer,” is by a weird metaphor applied to a heart torn by grief, or love.