To spare 's the wish of little souls,
The great but gather to bestow;
Yon current down the mountain rolls,
And stagnates in the swamp below.
TO A FEMALE CUP-BEARER[36]
(By Abu Al Salam)
Come, Leila, fill the goblet up,
Beach round the rosy wine,
Think not that we will take the cup
From any hand but thine.