None save the wounded ever show such signals of distress！
Ho thou！crown the wine cup and sing me singular Praises to Sulayma，AlRabab，Tan'oum addrest；[288]
Go round the grapevine sun[289] which for mansion hath a jar；
Whose East the cup boy is，and here my mouth that opes for West.
I'm jealous of the very clothes that dare her sides enroll When she veils her dainty body of the delicatest grace：
I envy every goblet of her lips that taketh toll When she sets the kissing cup on that sweetest kissingplace.
But deem not by the keenedged scymitar I'm slain The hurts and harms I dree are from arrows of her eyes.
I found her finger tips，as I met her once again，Deepreddened with the juice of the wood that ruddy dyes；[290]
And cried，'Thy palms thou stainedst when far away was I And this is how thou payest one distracted by his pine！'
Quoth she （enkindling in my heart a flame that burned high Speaking as one who cannot hide of longing love the sign），'By thy life，this is no dye used for dyeing；so forbear Thy blame，nor in charging me with falsing Love persist！
But when upon our partingday I saw thee haste to fare，The while were bared my hand and my elbow and my wrist；
'I shed a flood of bloodred tears and with fingers brushed away；
Hence bloodreddened were the tips and still bloodred they remain.'
Had I wept before she wept，to my longinglove a prey，Before repentance came，I had quit my soul of pain；
But she wept before I wept and I wept to see her care And I said，'All the merit to precedent；'[291]
Blame me not for loving her，now on self of Love I swear For her sake，for her only，these pains my soul torment.
She hath all the lere of Lukman[292] and Yusuf's beauty lief；
Sweet singer David's voice and Maryam's chastity：