And flesh of fowls that they desire

And (there are) fair ones with wide, lovely eyes,

Like unto hidden pearls,

Reward for what they used do.

There hear they no vain speaking nor recrimination

(Naught) but the saying: Peace, (and again) Peace.

And those on the right hand; what of those on the right hand?

Among thornless lote tree

And clustered plantains,

And spreading shade,