Come out, O pet, O jewel mine, costly;
Tell us the precious price thy father asked.
We have walked from country to country
And we have found maidens costly.
We have asked for the girl from her father,
Her father who is as rich as Aleppo.
We have walked from street to street,
And have found many who were daughters of princes.
Ride on, O daughter of the Ḥadâdîyeh,[[72]]
Thy worth in gold is two hundred hundred.