| Except the love of moonfaced maids, This heart of mine a way takes not |
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| In her face's time no lover Inclination for the mead hath |
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| There gleamed out a star and straightway The gathering's moon's become |
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| O East, by the Loved One's dwelling To fare deny thou not |
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| A Sojourn of peace and safety, Sheer wine and a loving friend |
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| In the Magians' stead the very Light of God I see |
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| To the courtiers of the Sultan Who will bear this prayer for me? |
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| Though of deserving, indeed, to vaunt me Unto the Friend unfit is |
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| In the Magian Elder's favour Life and joyance without spare is |
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| Once on a time, a heart, o Muslims, mine was |
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