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THE THIRD LETTER OF VIS TO RAMIN 261<br />

me of thy face ; <strong>and</strong>- when I look upon<br />

cypress, 1 a thous<strong>and</strong> times I do homage<br />

an arrow or a<br />

because of their<br />

likeness to thy form. Wherever I find a rose, I kiss it for<br />

its resemblance to thy cheeks. At the hour of dawn,<br />

weeping <strong>and</strong> sighing, when the breeze wafts the fragrance<br />

of violets <strong>and</strong> roses to me, I am comforted, for I say:<br />

Surely my love cometh, <strong>and</strong> his perfume strikes me?<br />

When I fall into a slumber, 2 I also gaze upon thy face.<br />

I find joy in this : sometimes I complain of thy deeds to<br />

thee thyself, sometimes I bewail thine absence to thee.<br />

When I sleep thou art friendly to me. When grief is added<br />

upon grief to me <strong>and</strong> I awake, why art thou mine enemy ?<br />

Since thou showest love to me when I am asleep, when I<br />

awake why<br />

dost thou cause me to suffer ? In dreams thou<br />

art pitiful ; when I awake why art thou so pitiless <strong>and</strong><br />

soul-bereaving ? Waking, melancholy I beseech thee. I<br />

call upon thee, <strong>and</strong> thou comest not, so that I must cry <strong>and</strong><br />

weep. And when I fall asleep, ungracious thou comest<br />

<strong>and</strong> seest me, so that all the more impatiently I may desire<br />

thee. When thou wert near, that hour, <strong>and</strong> now, though<br />

but a moment in a dream, equally they rejoice me. Since<br />

thou wentest away darkness <strong>and</strong> light are become alike to<br />

me. Day <strong>and</strong> night are become one. Of thee only the<br />

of absence only 2!>4<br />

image 3 <strong>and</strong> has remained in my heart, |<br />

the grief of sickness. I so greatly desire thee that when I<br />

dream of thee I am contented <strong>and</strong> thank God.<br />

"<br />

But my content is like a bird caught in a net, 4<br />

which has no more strength.<br />

parents (with the words) :<br />

'<br />

May God put far from thee<br />

whatever thou seekest.' I am become so from love that even<br />

I am like one cursed by my<br />

to dream of thee seems a joy to me. So afflicted, alas ! is<br />

my heart that this even seems a glory to it, <strong>and</strong> it desires<br />

sleep. When I was near thee, then I was pampered, 5 not<br />

expecting this woe. On account of that I did not sleep,<br />

<strong>and</strong> now I do not sleep because of the flow of blood from<br />

mine eyes by reason of separation. Behold! When did<br />

1<br />

Saro, 810. R, 40, 229, etc.<br />

* Mimclulnct, R., 189, 877, 1198.<br />

if, he. Makhe, 261, 264, 297. Vntuobdi, 865.

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