(written by Al-Mu'tamid, King of Seville
born 1027, Spain
died 1095, Aghmat, near Marrakech, Morocco)
She stood in all her slender grace
Veiling the sun’s orb from my face:
O may her beauty ever be
So veiled from times inconstancy!
It was as if she knew, I guess,
She was a moon of loveliness;
And may aught else the bright sun veil
Except the moon's own lustre pale?