In the tavern I have thy love of a lover
By the light of his cheek I am burnt & consumed
Then love having made ablution with wine
To his own idol-face I offer prayers


P 592

In the winehouse of Love still offering prayer I go;
At the lamp of her cheek melting fore'er I go:
With the wine of her love having purification made,
Her face still adoring, my idol fair, I go.

Th 843

In the wine-house of Love I offer prayer,
At her cheek's lamp afire and melting there,
And with Affection's wine ablution made,
Adore the visage of my idol fair.

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