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AL-QUAIS



Stopping by the Ruins


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I drew the tow side-locks of her head toward me; and she leant toward me;

She was slender of waist, and full in the ankle.


Thin-waisted, white-skinned, slender of body,

Her breast shining polished like a mirror.


In complexion she is like the first egg of the ostrich—white, mixed with yellow.

Pure water, unsullied by the descent of many people in it, has nourished her.


She turns away, and shows her smooth cheek, forbidding with a glancing eye,

Like that of a wild animal, with young, in the desert of Wajrah.


And she shows a neck like the neck of a white deer;

It is neither disproportionate when she raises it, nor unornamented.


And a perfect head of hair which, when loosened, adorns her back

Black, very dark-colored, thick like a date-cluster on a heavily-laden date-tree.


Her curls creep upward to the top of her head;

And the plaits are lost in the twisted hair, and the hair falling loose.


And she meets me with a slender waist, thin as the twisted leathern nose-rein of a camel.

Her form is like the stem of a palm-tree bending over from the weight of its fruit.

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