Unknown, Tales from the ArabicVolume 3… (1901)
“ Life with our loves was grown serene, estrangement was at end: Our dear ones all delight of love vouchsafed to us elate, Saying, “Thy fill of union take; no spy is there on us, Whom we should fear, nor yet reproach our gladness may abate.” Our loves are joined and cruelty at last is done away; Ay, and the cup of love-delight ’twixt us doth circulate. Upon yon be the peace of God! May all prosperity, For what’s decreed of years and lives, upon you ever wait! When Belekhsha had made an end of her verses, all present were moved to delight and El Abbas said to her, “Well done, O damsel!” ”
