Ottoman Lyric Poetry

Walter G. Andrews holds a research professorship in the Department of Near Eastern Languages and Civilization at the University of Washington. Najaat Black is a poet and fiction writer. Mehmet Kalpakli is assistant professor of Ottoman culture and literature at Bilkent University in Ankara, Turkey.

• Preface to the 2006 Expanded Edition Acknowledgments Poet's Preface A Note on the Pronunciation and Transcription of Turkish Ottoman Lyrics: Introductory EssayThe Gathering of DesireNesimi1. Oh my idolAhmed-I Dai2. The torture of the belovedSheyhi3. Your sun-face 4. It's the season of springAhmet Pasha5. Ask about my wailingThe Mejlis: Gathering of Desire 6. Is there any heart Nejati7. Those glances rain down arrows 8. The heart is pleased 9. Those tulip-cheeked ones 10. Spiraling, the sparks Iskender/Alexander, Hizir, and the Fountain of Eternal LifeMihri Hatun11. I opened my eyes 12. At times, my longing 13. My heart burns Zeynep Hatun14. Remove your veil Revani15. What do you say Lamii16. Yesterday I saw Zati17. Oh heavens, why do you cryThe Pleasantries of ZatiHayreti18. We are not the slaves of Suleyman Figani19. My sad heart is burnt black The Cosmos and the Earth 20. Your kiss does not satisfy Fevri21. The arrow of your glanceHayali22. They do not know how to search 23. We are among those 24. When dawn hennas her hands The Story of Leyla and MejnunFuzuli25. Oh God, don't let anyone 26. If my heart were a wild bird 27. For long years 28. The pointed reproach of the enemy Husrev, Shirin, and Ferhad Nisayi29. We are the Mejnun Fabulous Birds Nevi30. We don't need the cup of pleasure 31. Help me, oh sapling Baki32. That tyrant 33. Oh beloved, since the origin 34. The fountain of my spirit 35. If only the bud would open 36. Sparks from my heart 37. Your rebellious glance Yahya Bey38. Come wander through the city 39. Poetry holds the written veil Ruhi40. Curse the thorns of fate Sheyhulislam Yahya41. Saki, offer the cup 42. Let the hypocrites 43. Is there no heartThe Down on Your Cheek Nefi44. That black drunken eye 45. Those who painted my portrait 46. The heart is both the cup and the wine Sheyhulislam Bahayi47. Oh cry, what are you doing Nabi48. When we watch the spinning of the sky 49. In the garden of time and destiny 50. At the gathering of joy Rumi's Mirror Naili51. We are the snake 52. My tears became desire 53. Since the thunderbolt of disaster 54. What witch are you Poetic Parallels Neshati55. We are desire 56. You're gone – I'm alone 57. The sky's face has turned dark Nedim58. At the gathering of desire 59.When the east wind 60. As the morning wind blows 61. Take yourself to the rose-garden 62. Delicacy was drawn out Koja Ragib Pasha63. Dark thought is revealedRasih Bey64. Don't lower your languid eyes Fitnat Hanim65. In a heart Esrar Dede66. In the ruins 67. You left, but don't forget The Indian StyleSheyh Galib68. You are my effendi 69.I won't abandon you 70. To me, love is the flame Sunbulzade Vehbi71. Oh east wind, come Enderunlu Vasif72. The gazelles have bound their hearts Izzet Molla73. Everyone knows 74. I am a nightingale Yenishehirli Avni75. Don't think we came to ask Notes The Poets Ottoman Turkish Texts Ottoman Script Texts

"Andrews has teamed up with a first-rate philologist (Kalpakli) and a talented poet (Black), and together they have tried to . . . break down resistance to Ottoman poetry and show it forth in something like itsnative glory."(International Journal of Middle East Studies)