“And yet another:—
Quoth she (for I to lie with her forbore), ‘O folly-following fool, O fool to core:
‘If thou my coynte for Kiblah[61] to thy coigne reject, we’ll show thee what shall please thee more.’[62]
“And yet another:—
She proffered me a tender coynte: Quoth I, ‘I will not roger thee!’
She drew back, saying, ‘From the Faith he turns, who’s turned by Heaven’s decree![63]
’And front-wise futtering, in one day, is obsolete persistency!’
Then swung she round and shining rump like silvern lump she showëd me!
I cried: ‘Well done, O mistress mine! No more am I in pain for thee;
’O thou of all that Allah oped[64] showest me fairest victory!’