exhausted (intoxicated). And with fruit of whatever kind they choose, and bird's flesh
of whatever sort they desire. And there are large-eyed Houries like hidden pearls: a
recompense for what they used to do. They do not hear in it any vain discourse, nor any
charge of crime: only the word Peace, Peace (or Salutation1). And the
Companions of the Right Hand, what of the Companions of the Right Hand? In a thornless
Lotus-tree,2 and a flower-bedecked Acacia, and widespread shade, and streaming
water, and with abundant fruit not cut off and not forbidden, and in raised couches.3
Verily We4 have produced these damsels5 by a (peculiar) creation.
Therefore We made them virgins, beloved, of equal age,6 for the Companions of
the Right Hand."7 In vivid contrast with this scene of pleasure is the
description of the tortures