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When I saw that the cups of sev'rance were filled and that Fate, indeed, Would give us to drink of its bitter, unmingled, would we or no, I blended the draught with patience becoming, as best I might; But patience avails not to solace my heart for your loss, I trow.
After awhile, the Khalif ordered a damsel to sing, and she chanted the following verses: Life, as I live, has not been sweet since I did part from thee; Would God I knew but how it fared with thee too after me! If thou be weeping tears of brine for sev'rance of our loves, Ah, then, indeed, 'twere meet my tears of very blood should be.
The tides of my tears, ever flowing, have burnt up my cheeks with their heat: Would I knew if our loves, after sev'rance, with union again will be blest!
Presently, he heard the damsel sing the following verses: Parting hath wrought in haste our union to undo After the straitest loves and concord 'twixt us two. The shifts of night and day have torn our lives apart. When shall we meet again? Ah, would to God I knew! After conjoined delight, how bitter sev'rance is! Would God it had no power to baffle lovers true!
At this they both rejoiced, and Num, calling for a lute, tuned it and preluded enchantingly, then sang the following verses: Whenas, content with nothing less, the spies our sev'rance sought, Allbe no debt of blood they had 'gainst me or thee in aught, Whenas they poured upon our ears the hurtling din of war, Whilst helpers and protectors failed and succour came there nought, I fought the railers with my tears, my spirit and thine eyes; Yea, with the torrent, fire and sword, to fend them off I wrought.
Death's anguish hath its hour, then endeth; but the pain Of sev'rance from the loved at heart is ever new. Could we but find a way to come at parting's self, We'd surely make it taste of parting's cup of rue. When he heard this, he gave one sob and his soul quitted his body.
"Long, long have I bewailed the sev'rance of our loves, * With tears that from my lids streamed down like burning rain; And vowed that, if the days deign reunite us two, * My lips should never speak of severance again: Joy hath o'erwhelmed me so that, for the very stress * Of that which gladdens me to weeping I am fain.
When he revived, he saw her weeping over him; so he bewailed himself and repeated the following verses: How bitter is parting to friends, and how sweet Reunion to lovers, for sev'rance that sigh! May God all unite them and watch over me, For I'm of their number and like for to die.
And Bedreddin threw himself on Agib and repeated the following verses: Long time have I bewailed the sev'rance of our loves, With tears that from my lids streamed down like burning rain, And vowed that, if the days should reunite us two, My lips should never speak of severance again. Joy hath o'erwhelmed me so, that for the very stress Of that which gladdens me, to weeping I am fain.
Then she read the letter and when she understood its purport and knew that her beloved stood behind the curtain, her reason fled and her breast dilated for joy; and she repeated the following verses: Long, long have I bewailed the sev'rance of our loves, With tears that from my lids streamed down like burning rain, And vowed that, if the days should reunite us two, My lips should never speak of severance again.
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