1. A blush beneath her veil -
or dawn's radiant light in its magic hour?

2. That branch, that budded breast -
or glancing blade and reddened flower?

3. Dark-lipped, she sways, so gently
her supple spear, its reddened tip so tender.

4. She passed by me, pacing herself
like a doe, so dainty her gait.

5. I said: "Light of my eyes,
how can I endure?"

6. Her modesty veiled her cheeks
in a rosy blush.

7. "Hush," she said, "Or else
word will spread among the folk."

8. I said: "Can there be union
where love might find its wage?"

9. She smiled, then said:
"Be crafty and wise."