35

By the Saqi’s eye
Heart-enflamed I lie;
Drunk without wine–
O delight divine!

All unveiled, desire
Burns a fiercer fire;
Let me see or no,
Yet my soul’s aglow.

See the rebec’s string
At my fingering
Like a candle’s wick
Flameth bright and quick.

Save my heart can be
Lodging none for me,
Naught is me assigned,
Ne‘er a way I find.

Till the sun arise
From the eastern skies
Sleep to me denied.
Like the stars I ride.