dresswhich
was of a
colour
between
saffron
and
orangeeven
as says
the poet：
Scented
with
sandal and
musk and
ambergrislo！she
comes. The
blended
hues of
her dress
'twixt
orange and
saffron
show.
Slender
and
shapely
she
is；vivacity
bids her
ariseBut
the weight
of her
hips
says'Sitor
softly and
slowly
go.' When
I solicit
her kiss
and sue
for my
heart's
desire'Be
gracious，'her
beauty
saysbut
her
coquetry
answers'No.'
They
unveiled
