Grape-bunches likest as they sway ✿ A-stalk, my body frail and snell:
Honey and water thus in jar, ✿ When sourness past, make Hydromel.
Then they entered the arbour of the garden and saw there Rizwan the gate-keeper sitting, as he were Rizwan the Paradise-guardian, and on the door were written these lines:—
Garth Heaven-watered wherein clusters waved ✿ On boughs which full of sap to bend were fain:
And, when the branches danced on Zephyr’s palm, ✿ The Pleiads shower’d as gifts[[380]] fresh pearls for rain.
And within the arbour were written these two couplets:—
Come with us, friend, and enter thou ✿ This garth that cleanses rust of grief:
Over their skirts the Zephyrs trip[[381]] ✿ And flowers in sleeve to laugh are lief.[[382]]
So they entered and found all manner fruits in view and birds of every kind and hue, such as ring-dove, nightingale and curlew; and the turtle and the cushat sang their love lays on the sprays. Therein were rills that ran with limpid wave and flowers suave; and bloom for whose perfume we crave and it was even as saith of it the poet in these two couplets:—
The Zephyr breatheth o’er its branches, like ✿ Fair girls that trip as in fair skirts they pace: