Woe's me！ indeed my heart is pining for the love * Of you，the only leaches who can cure my case：
See ye not what befel me from your fell disdain？ * Debased am I before the low and high no less.
I hid my love of you but longing laid it bare，* And burns my heart wi'fire of passion's sorest stress：
Ah！ deign have pity on my piteous case，for I * Have kept our troth in secresy and patent place！
Would Heaven I wot shall Time e'er deign us twain rejoin！ * You are my heart's desire，my sprite's sole happiness：
My vitals bear the Severance-wound： would Heaven that you * With tidings from your camp would deign my soul to bless！'
Then he went on，till he came without the city，where he found the river，and walked along its bank，knowing not whither he went.Such was Hasan's case；but as regards his wife Manar al-Sana，as she was about to carry out her purpose and to set out，on the second day after the departure of the old woman with her children，behold，there came in to her one of the chamberlains of the King her sire，and kissed ground between his hands，--And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.
When it was the Eight Hundred and Seventeenth Night； She resumed，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that when Manar al-Sana was about to set out upon the journey，behold，a chamberlain of the King，her sire，came in to her and kissing the ground before her，said，'O Princess，the Supreme King，thy father saluteth thee and biddeth thee to him.'So she rose and accompanied the chamberlain to learn what was required by her father，who seated her by his side on the couch，and said to her；'O my daughter，know that I have this night had a dream which maketh me fear for thee and that long sorrow will betide thee from this thy journey.'Quoth she，'How so，O my father，and what didst thou see in thy dream？'and quoth he，'I dreamt that I entered a hidden hoard，wherein was great store of monies，of jewels，of jacinths and of other riches；but'twas as if naught pleased me of all this treasure and jewelry save seven bezels；which were the finest things there.I chose out one of the seven jewels，for it was the smallest，finest and most lustrous of them and its water pleased me；so I took it in my hand-palm and fared forth of the treasury.When I came without the door，I opened my hand，rejoicing，and turned over the jewel，when，behold，there swooped down on me out of the welkin a strange bird from a far land （for it was not of the birds of our country） and，snatching it from my hand，returned with it whence it came.[155]