thoughts a-fire for love. Then, sighing deeply, she improvised
these couplets,

"He missed not who dubbed thee, 'World's delight,' *
A world's love conjoining to bounty's light:[FN#34]
O thou, whose favour the full moon favours, *
Whose charms make life and the living bright!
Thou hast none equal among mankind; *
Sultan of Beauty, and proof I'll cite:
Thine eye-brows are likest a well-formed Nun,[FN#35] *
And thine eyes a Sad,[FN#36] by His hand indite;
Thy shape is the soft, green bough that gives *
When asked to all with all-gracious sprite:
Thou excellest knights of the world in stowre, *
With delight and beauty and bounty dight."

When she had finished her verses, she wrote them on a sheet of
paper, which she folded in a piece of golf-embroidered silk and
placed under her pillow. Now one of her nurses had seen her; so
she came up to her and held her in talk till she slept, when she
stole the scroll from under her pillow; and, after reading it,
knew that she had fallen in love with Uns al-Wujud. Then she
returned the scroll to its place and when her mistress awoke, she
said to her, "O my lady, indeed I am to thee a true counsellor
and am tenderly anxious on thy account. Know that love is a
tyrant and the hiding it melteth iron and entaileth sickness and
unease; nor for whoso confesseth it is there aught of reproach."
Rejoined Rose-in-Hood, "And what is the medicine of passion, O
nurse mine?" Answered the nurse, "The medicine of passion is
enjoyment" Quoth she, "And how may one come by enjoyment?" Quoth