Sudabeh Rises to Embrace Siavash

From B9.7, Siavash Visits Sudabeh. It illustrates B9.7.17–28:

B9.7.17
And as he passed within, there met his eyeA throne of beaten gold that blazed on high.
B9.7.18
With turquoise set in patterns finely made,And royal cloth in layered splendor laid.
B9.7.19
There sat Sudabeh, splendid to behold,A heaven rich with fragrance, hue, and gold.
B9.7.20
Like Yemen’s Canopus her beauty shone,Her curling locks in scented folds were thrown.
B9.7.21
A crown rose high above her radiant head,Her musk-dark kamand to her feet was spread.
B9.7.22
A servant stood and held her golden shoes,Head bowed, to wait whatever she might choose.
B9.7.23
And when the prince drew near, she left her seat,And came alone, with graceful steps, to meet.
B9.7.24
She bowed to him, then took him in embrace,And held him long before her moon-bright face.
B9.7.25
She kissed his eyes and face with lingering sight,And could not tire of gazing on that light.
B9.7.26
She said: “A hundred thanks to Yazdan now I raise;By day, through three night watches, still I praise.
B9.7.27
No man has ever had a son your peer;No Shah possessed such kin in any year.”
B9.7.28
But Siavash perceived what lay concealed,And knew what kind of love her words revealed.