1. Arise, O youth, and pour me sparkling wine,
That moves within the cup in pearls;

2. She has undressed, while time obscures her,
Like darkness overwhelming light;

3. In her cup, when blended, you would think
Were stars of night falling to seduce;

4. Or cooled pearls circled
Above a fire without blazing;

5. Or a necklace of pearls whose clasps
Are on ruby in a palace of crystal;

6. How often has the drinking of her cup pressed on the moon,
With a willowy waist and a wasp's slenderness,

7. Her buttocks draw him; and I fancied
He walks with a gait on crystals.