Her hand tinted to gold with henna
Gave me a cup of wine like gold water,
And I said: The moon rise, the sun rise.
From the Arabic of Hefny-bey-Nassif (contemporary).
In A Yellow Frame
Edward Powys Mathers (as Translator)
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