WITH what inward joy， sweet lay，I thy meaning have descried！
Lovingly thou seem'st to sayThat I'm ever by his side；That he ever thinks of me，That he to the absent gives All his love's sweet ecstasy，While for him alone she lives.
Yes， the mirror which revealsThee， my loved one， is my breast；This the bosom， where thy sealsEndless kisses have impress'd.
Numbers sweet， unsullied truth，Chain me down in sympathy！
Love's embodied radiant youth，In the garb of poesy！
1819.*
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第一章IN thousand forms mayst thou attempt surprise，Yet， all-beloved-one， straight know I thee；Thou mayst with magic veils thy face disguise，And yet， all-present-one， straight know I thee.
Upon the cypress' purest， youthful bud，All-beauteous-growing-one， straight know I thee；In the canal's unsullied， living flood，All-captivating-one， well know I thee.
When spreads the water-column， rising proud，All-sportive one， how gladly know I thee；When， e'en in forming， is transform'd the cloud，All-figure-changing-one， there know I thee.
Veil in the meadow-carpet's flowery charms，All-checkered-starry-fair-one， know I thee；And if a plant extend its thousand arms，O， all-embracing-one， there know I thee.
When on the mount is kindled morn's sweet light，Straightway， all-gladdening-one， salute I thee， The arch of heaven o'er head grows pure and bright，--All-heart-expanding-one， then breathe I thee.
That which my inward， outward sense proclaims，Thou all-instructing-one， I know through thee；And if I utter Allah's hundred names，A name with each one echoes， meant for thee.
1819.*
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