Injured and wounded a thousand times by life, Her love and affections became a heavenly pharmacy to my existence, Like a beaming sun of felicity that has risen, from the Celestial apartment of the East. The Sages have expressed that life throbs with misery, Yet by her love I wore the Crown of the loftiest happiness, A new candle was lit within, Bethlehem's star appeared on the horizon. I anticipated behind the veil of the future, A princess with a face thrice more beautiful than the full moon, Her eyes like glittering sapphires, Our Romance as fresh & new as the gaudy nurslings of the spring, When fields begin to blossom, and carnation buds appear.