Stay close by the door, if you desire all beautyAnd leave aside sleep, if you wish to arriveAnd make of the spirit your first place of accountTo the beloved, whose lights shine as from goldAll of them worship out of fear of the fire �And consider deliverance abundant good fortune -Or, so they may dwell in the gardens, and reachTo the meadows of paradise, and there drink from its riversOf gardens or fire I have no opinionI seek no exchange for my dearest love