1. And dawn had mingled with darkness, as there met

    on a green meadow a rose-red horse and a black one.

  2. And I remember her: night was a cupbearer, and our union

    was wine; her mouth was the cup, or her cup a mouth,

  3. until our full moon was among the stars, while their western sky

    unstrung necklaces of pearls and the east strung them.

  4. And I roused the youths of morning drinking to pleasure;

    they answered, with only night among them observing a pilgrim’s abstinence.

  5. And in each of the drinking companions’ cups was a remnant,

    gleaming like a world covered by a dirham.

Sol 6.1