They made these eyes roll down love tears in flood，
And lacking them these eyne with tears are drent.
When my taste spins once again would see them，
When pine and expectation but augment，In my heart's core their counterfeits I trace，With love and yearning to behold their grace.'
Then，while he awaited the end of the term of days，he told the gardener the tale of the birds and what had passed between them；whereat the hearer wondered；and they both lay down and slept till the morning. The gardener awoke sick and abode thus two days；but on the third day，his sickness increased on him，till they despaired of his life and Kamar alZaman grieved with sore grief for him. Meanwhile behold，the Master and his crew came and enquired for the gardener；and，when Kamar alZaman told them that he was sick，they asked，'Where be the youth who is minded to go with us to the Ebony Islands？''He is your servent and he standeth before you！'answered the Prince and bade them carry the bottles of olives to the ship；so they transported them，saying，'Make haste，thou，for the wind is fair；'and he replied，'I hear and obey.'Then he carried his provaunt on board and，returning to bid the gardener farewell，found him in the agonies of death；so he sat down at his head and closed his eyes，and his soul departed his body；whereupon he laid him out and committed him to the earth unto the mercy of Allah Almighty. Then he made for the ship but found that she had already weighed anchor and set sail；nor did she cease to cleave the seas till she disappeared from his sight. So he went back to whence he came heavyhearted with whirling head；and neither would he address a soul nor return a reply；and reaching the garden and sitting down in cark and care he threw dust on his head and buffeted his cheeks.And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.