I opened my eyes from sleep, and suddenly
raised my head
There I saw the moon-face of the love-thief,

My star of good luck had risen-I was thus
When in my chamber I saw this Jupiter rise
to the evening sky

I opened, then closed my eyes, but he had
vanished from my sight
All I know of him-he was an angel
or a fairy

Now she knows the water of life,
For she has seen that visible Alexander
in the eternal dark of night…

Mihri Hatun

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