Therein is cure for every ill as e’en ✿ Left an Hadís the Prophet pure of sprite;
And Allah (glorify His name) eke deigned ✿ A noble say in Holy Book indite.[[385]]
The apples were the sugared and the musky and the Dámáni, amazing the beholder, whereof saith Hassán the poet:—
Apple which joins hues twain, and brings to mind ✿ The cheek of lover and beloved combined:
Two wondrous opposites on branch they show ✿ This dark[[386]] and that with hue incarnadined
The twain embraced when spied the spy and turned ✿ This red, that yellow for the shame designed.[[387]]
There also were apricots of various kinds, almond and camphor and Jíláni and ’Antábi,[[388]] whereof saith the poet:—
And Almond-apricot suggesting swain ✿ Whose lover’s visit all his wits hath ta’en.
Enough of love-sick lovers’ plight it shows ✿ Of face deep yellow and heart torn in twain.[[389]]
And saith another and saith well:—