The Witch Comes as a Maiden

From C7.5, The Witch of the Fourth Stage. It illustrates C7.5.32–41:

C7.5.32
The witch heard bold Esfandiyar and grewLike spring’s red rose when freshened by the dew.
C7.5.33
She said, “A lion comes with robe and wineAnd music, caught within this snare of mine.”
C7.5.34
Foul, wrinkled, and malicious in the gloom,She worked her spells and changed her shape and bloom.
C7.5.35
She took the beauty of a Turkish maid,With musk-black hair and cheeks like Chin brocade.
C7.5.36
Her cheeks like gardens, flowers at her breast,She came to where the prince had stopped to rest.
C7.5.37
The prince, when he beheld her shining face,Sang, drank, and played with yet a greater grace.
C7.5.38
He said, “O just and sovereign God, you guideOur feet through wilds and up the mountainside.
C7.5.39
I wished for such a moon-faced, radiant maid,To share my joy within this woodland shade.
C7.5.40
The just Creator gave what I desired;May heart and soul be pure, with worship fired.”
C7.5.41
One cup of musk-sweet wine he offered up,To make her face glow ruby from the cup.