ANOTHER PITIFUL TALE OF LOVE.
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Then she sobbed one sob, and her spirit passed away. And we dug a single grave for them both, and covered them with earth, and I returned to the land of my people, where I remained seven years. Then I made up my mind to go again to the el-Hijâz, and as I had determined to visit el-Medînah-el-Munáwwarah, I said, "Verily I will go again and look at ʾUtbah's grave." So I went to the tomb, and lo! I found a tree with streamers, red and yellow and green, upon it. And I asked the people living thereabouts, "What is the history of this tree?"
And they answered, "It is the tree of the betrothed lovers."
And I stayed a day and a night at the tomb, and then departed; and that was the last I saw of it.
