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Whene'er I mirror me, I see therein That good which still contenteth heart and spright; Nor fortune new nor thought of old can win To dispossess me of such dear delight. What other object, then, could fill my sight, Enough of pleasance e'er To kindle in my breast a new desire?
The mosques are my refuge; I haunt them indeed: My heart from their shelter shall never take flight. To the Lord of all creatures, to God be the praise, Whilst yet in the body abideth the spright! Then I examined him in the Koran and in syntax and poetry and lexicography, and found him perfect in all that was required of him and said to him, "God strengthen thy purpose!
Whenas my sad soul longs to see them once again And waiting and desire are heavy on my spright, Midmost my heart of hearts their images I trace, Love and desireful pain and yearning for their sight. Then he told the gardener what he had seen pass between the birds, whereat he wondered; and they both lay down and slept till the morning.
If that a creature in his tears could swim as in a sea, I to do this of all that breathe were surely first and sole. O thou, the love of whom doth fill my heart and overflow, Even when wine, with water mixed, fills up the brimming bowl, O thou for whom desire torments my body and my spright! This severance is the thing I feared was writ on fortune's scroll.
And indeed God the Most High had clad him in the garment of perfection and broidered it with the shining fringes of his cheeks, even as says the poet of him: By the perfume of his eyelids and his slender waist I swear, By the arrows that he feathers with the witchery of his air, By his sides so soft and tender and his glances bright and keen, By the whiteness of his forehead and the blackness of his hair, By his arched imperious eyebrows, chasing slumber from my eyes, With their yeas and noes that hold me 'twixt rejoicing and despair, By the myrtle of his whiskers and the roses of his cheeks, By his lips' incarnate rubies and his teeth's fine pearls and rare, By his neck and by its beauty, by the softness of his breast And the pair of twin pomegranates that my eyes discover there, By his heavy hips that tremble, both in motion and repose, And the slender waist above them, all too slim their weight to bear, By his skin's unsullied satin and the quickness of his spright, By the matchless combination in his form of all things fair, By his hand's perennial bounty and his true and trusty speech, By the stars that smile upon him, favouring and debonair, Lo, the smell of musk none other than his very fragrance is, And the ambergris's perfume breathes around him everywhere.
Pepys, however, was alarmed by 'our young gib-cat, which he mistook for a 'spright. With Henry More, Baxter, and Glanvil practically died, for the time, the attempt to investigate these topics scientifically, though an impression of doubt was left on the mind of Addison. Witchcraft ceased to win belief, and was abolished, as a crime, in 1736.
When Abou Nuwas saw him, he sighed and repeated the following verses: To me he appeared in a garment of white, His eyes and his eyelids with languor bedight. Quoth I, "Dost thou pass and salutest me not? Though God knows thy greeting were sweet to my spright. Be He blessed who mantled with roses thy cheeks, Who creates, without let, what He will, of His might!"
When she ended, her verse by her smiling was gilt: * Then the second 'gan singing as nightingale might: Naught came to salute me in sleep save his shade * But 'welcome, fair welcome, I cried to the spright! But the third I preferred for she said in reply, * With expression most apposite, exquisite: My soul and my folk I engage for the youth * Musk- scented I see in my bed every night!
O my lord, continued he, 'I have drunk, and now I would have thee give me to eat of whatever is in the house, though it be but a crust of bread or a biscuit and an onion. 'Begone, without more talk, replied Ali; 'There is nothing in the house. 'O my lord, insisted the Christian, 'if there be nothing in the house, take these hundred dinars and fetch us somewhat from the market, if but a cake of bread, that bread and salt may pass between us. With this, quoth Ali to himself, 'This Christian is surely mad; I will take the hundred dinars and bring somewhat worth a couple of dirhems and laugh at him. 'O my lord, added the Christian, 'I want but somewhat to stay my hunger, were it but a cake of dry bread and an onion; for the best food is that which does away hunger, not rich meats; and how well saith the poet: A cake of dry stale bread will hunger out to flight: Why then are grief and care so heavy on my spright?
The last satire of this book is a severe one on the clergy of the church of Rome. He terms it POMH-PYMH, by which we suppose he intended to brand Roma, as the Sink of Superstition. He observes, if Juvenal, whom he calls Aquine's carping spright, were now alive, among other surprising alterations at Rome,
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