Of that I’m certain, yet she hath his love!
Oh, Mirza, when my Philamir declared
His love for me, I cast away the world
To enter Paradise. Now, Philamir
Has led this lady (all unwillingly)
Within its gates, and I am left without—
A lonely wanderer ’twixt earth and heaven.
Mirza, dear sister, say—what shall I do?
Give me thy counsel—I’ll abide by it.
Mirza. No need to speak to me in parable.