And I will kill the other and roast it whole,
My most fair rose-tree serving as a spit.
I will ask the prettiest eaters and the prettiest drinkers;
And while they eat and drink greatly for three days,
I will wind silver rings upon your arms and feet
And hang a chain of river gold about your neck.
Popular Song of Kafiristan.
KAZACKS
YOU DO NOT WANT ME?
You do not want me, Zohrah.