CXXXIV.

If I said fire flashed from Gulbeyaz' eyes, 'T were nothing--for her eyes flashed always fire; Or said her cheeks assumed the deepest dyes, I should but bring disgrace upon the dyer, So supernatural was her passion's rise; For ne'er till now she knew a checked desire: Even ye who know what a checked woman is (Enough, God knows!) would much fall short of this.