Patience has departed from the parting lover,
Who divulged the secret, confiding it to you;
He is embarrassed because of not having been able
To take more steps along with you when taking his leave:
Oh, brother of the full moon in high rank and splendour
May God protect the rime which caused thee to rise!
If your absence made my nights seem long,
I spent this night with you complaining of its shortness!
-Ibn Zaydun (1003-1071)
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