Abroad all thy passion be told,
Who saw not the beauty of Yusuf
When he in the market was sold.”
and as she lived she died, lamenting that too late she had known his hidden heart.
When she was departed a poet of Persia made these verses of her: concerning the serenity of her spirit:
“Love sings to himself of love and the worlds dance to that music,
As wise snakes dance to the Charmer playing upon his pipe,
Love gazes on deep waters for ever dreaming his face.
Slay all my senses but hearing that I may immortally listen.
Calm every wave of my soul that it may mirror the Dream.”