The Freeing Of Zulaikha'S Soul

"O thou who hast broken mine honour's urn, Thou stone of offence wheresoever I turn, I should smite--for thy falsehood has ruined my rest-- With the stone thou art made of, the heart in my breast. The way of misfortune too surely I trod When I bowed down before thee and made thee my god; When I looked up to thee with wet eyes in my woe, I renounced all the bliss which both worlds can bestow. From thy stony dominion my soul will I free, And thus shatter the gem of thy power and thee."