leila and majnun

Tis not for thee their smiles to share: smiles are deceitful fire looks bright,
and sheds a lucid dazzling light,
But though attractive it is known that safety dwells in flight alone.
The moth the taper’s radiance tries but midst the flame in torment dies.

Tumultuous passion danced upon his brow; He sought to woe her but knew not how,
He gazed upon her cheek, and, as he gazed, loves flaming taper more intensely blazed
And as he gazed and gazed again distraction stung his burning brain:
no rest he found by day or night Leila forever in his sight

This hapless youth absorbed in greif, hoped with his friends to find relief,
the few by strong affection bound, and midst his woes still faithful found,
but vain the refuge friendships smile, could not his love-lorn heart beguile,
Again he hastened to that place remote, where all he loved knew not his note

When ringlets of a thousand curls, and ruby lips and teeth of pearls and dark eyes flashing quick and bright like lightening on the brow of night when charms like these their power display and steal the wildered heart away can man dissembling coldly seem unmoved as by an idle dream?

In all their winning power displayed, His heart a captive to that arab maid,
then what a relief canst thou supply?
What to the bleeding lover, doomed to die?
What but fulfilling his deepest desires?
For this is all that love making requires.