'Yes，' quoth they. So I set before them a small matter of food and they ate till they were satisfied and then washed their hands； after which I led them to another sittingroom and brought them wine. So they drank and drank deep and inclined to each other； and presently Shams alNahar said to me，'O my master，complete thy kindness by bringing us a lute or other instrument of mirth and music that the measure of our joy may be fully filled.' I replied，'On my head and eyes！' and rising brought her a lute，which she took and tuned； then laying it in her lap she touched it with a masterly touch，at once exciting to sadness and changing sorrow to gladness； after which she sang these two couplets，'My sleeplessness would show I love to bide on wake；
And would my leanness prove that sickness is my make：
And tearfloods course adown the cheeks they only scald；Would I knew union shall disunion overtake！'
Then she went on to sing the choicest and most affecting poesy to many and various modes，till our senses were bewitched and the very room danced with excess of delight and surprise at her sweet singing； and neither thought nor reason was left in us. When we had sat awhile and the cup had gone round amongst us，the damsel took the lute and sang to a lively measure these couplets，'My love a meeting promised me and kept it faithfully，
One night as many I shall count in number and degree：
O Night of joyance Fate vouchsafed to faithful lovers tway，
Uncaring for the railer loon and all his company！
My lover lay the Night with me and clipt me with his right，
While I with left embraced him，afaint for ecstasy；
And hugged him to my breast and sucked the sweet wine of his lips，Full savouring the honeydraught the honeyman sold to me.'