CXXIX + 

The Impatience of the Pair to Fly to Each Other’s Arms + 

Rapture at the very thought and delight at the mere seeing belong not to wine: they belong only unto love. + 

When love exceedeth even the measure of a palmyra tree, the desire to sulk can never enter the heart even to the extent of a millet seed. + 

Though he careth not for me and doth only as he pleaseth, my eyes will not rest unless they behold him. + 

I wanted indeed to go away in a huff, my maid: but my heart forgot it and ran after union with the beloved. + 

Even as the eye seeth not the blackness of the pencil when it is being painted, even so I see no blemish in my beloved when he is near. + 

When he is before me I can see no faults in him: but when I see him not, I can see nothing in him but faults. + 

Who will jump into a stream knowing that it hath a treacherous undercurrent that will carry him away? and how should I take to sulking who know that I cannot hold on to it when he is near? + 

Wine is never unwelcome to the drunkard though it maketh him hang down his head in shame: even so is thy bosom to me, O false one! + 

Even tenderer than a flower is love: and few there be who know its delicacy and deal with it gently. + 

There were the sulks in her eye when she saw me: but when I approached, she flew to my arms even quicker than I myself to hers. + 