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The River of Pearls at Fez: Translation

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One evening we sat together

By the river of Pearls at Fez,

Stringing verses and sometimes singing.

My gaze followed the beautiful boy

Who, with a swift and delicate movement,

Flung the wine-cup over his shoulder;

The ruby drops glittered and fell

Bright in the dying sunshine.

The River of Pearls shone like a sword in the grass,

Not disdaining

The work of turning the waterwheel,

And the sun, reluctant, lingered about the tree-tops

In a golden mist of farewell.

Many the tears that have fallen since,

Many the nights that have passed,

But I remember

The River of Pearls at Fez

And Seomar whom I loved.