When it was the Two Hundred and Fourth Night，She said，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that when the eunuch thus addressed Kamar alZaman，'Patience，and no indecent hurry！'the Prince turned away his face and began repeating these couplets，'A Sage，I feel a fool before thy charms；Distraught，I wot not what the words I say：
If say I 'Sun，' away thou dost not pass
From eyes of me，while suns go down with day：
Thou hast completed Beauty，in whose praise
Speechmakers fail，and talkers lose their way.'
Then the eunuch stationed Kamar alZaman behind the curtain of the Princess's door and the Prince said to him，'Which of the two ways will please thee more，treat and cure thy lady from here or go in and heal her within the curtain？'The eunuch marvelled at his words and answered，'An thou heal her from here it were better proof of thy skill.'Upon this Kamar alZaman sat down behind the curtain and，taking out ink case，pen and paper，wrote the following： 'This is the writ of one whom passion swayeth，and whom longing waylayeth and wakeful misery slayeth one who despaireth of living and looketh for naught but dying with whose mourning heart nor comforter nor helper taketh part One whose sleepless eyes none succoureth from anxieties whose day is passed in fire and his night in torturing desire whose body is wasted for much emaciation and no messenger from his beloved bringeth him consolation.'And after this he indited the following couplets，'I write with heart devoted to thy thought，