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Abu al-Hasan agreed to this request, replying that he would readily night there; so they talked together till even-tide darkened, when Ali bin Bakkar groaned aloud and lamented and wept copious tears, reciting these couplets, "Thine image in these eyne, a-lip thy name, * My heart thy home; how couldst thou disappear?
"Oh ye gone from the gaze of these ridded eyne, * Ye whose sight in my spirit shall ever dwell! Your charms are gone, but this heart of me * Hath no sweet, and no pleasures its sour dispel; If Allah's grace make us meet again, * In long drawn love-tale my love I'll tell."
With cooing call they one who's gone, as though * Their breasts were maddened with the rage of wine: Ne'er did mine eyes their like for culvers see * Who weep yet tear-drops never dye their eyne." And also these couplets, "O Zephyr of Najd, when from Najd thou blow, * Thy breathings heap only new woe on woe!
And when the shafts of the two regards which met rankled in his heart, he repeated these two couplets, "She 'spied the moon of Heaven, reminding me * Of nights when met we in the meadows li'en: True, both saw moons, but sooth to say, it was * Her very eyes I saw, and she my eyne." And when she drew near him, and there remained but two paces between them, he recited these two couplets,
"Father, with my duty to you, it is easy to say go on, but think ye I am not flesh and blood? The poor boy's simple grief and brotherly love coming so sudden-on me, they go through my heart and I cannot go on; sink me if I can even see the words, 'tis writ so fine." Denys. "Courage, good Master Richart! Take your time. Here are more eyne wet than yours.
Her singing charmed Ali ben Bekkar, and he said to her, 'Sing me more of the like of these verses. So she struck the strings and sang as follows: By excess of estrangement, beloved mine, Thou hast taught long weeping unto my eyne. O joy of my sight and its desire, O goal of my hopes, my worship's shrine, Have pity on one, whose eyes are drowned In the sorrowful lover's tears of brine!
Yea, but for him, the birds might have pecked out your eyne, and the ants eaten your bones bare, yet" with a sudden anger, and tears in her eyes at the words she spoke "you have clean forgotten him!" "Ah, you mean the jackanapes. And how is the little champion?" "Like the lads of Wamfray, aye for ill, and never for good," said my master; but she frowned on him, and said
'I pu'ed my bonnet ower my eyne, For weel I loued Prince Charlie, and the yearning refrain, 'Better loued ye canna be, Wull ye no come back again? On the 3rd Charles entered Perth, at the head of a body of troops, in a handsome suit of tartan, but with his last guinea in his pocket!
So pardon me, my vitals are a writ * Whose superscription are my tears that ran: Heigh ho! my cousin seemeth Houri may * Come down to earth by reason of Rizwan: 'Scapes not the dreadful sword lunge of her look * Who dares the glancing of those eyne to scan: O'er Allah's wide spread world I'll roam and roam, * And from such exile win what bread I can Yes, o'er broad earth I'll roam and save my soul, * All but her absence bear ing like a man With gladsome heart I'll haunt the field of fight, * And meet the bravest Brave in battle van!"
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