Home › Poetry › The Garden of Bright Waters › A ConceitThe Garden of Bright Watersby E. Powys Mathers38 of 112 · Contents · Download EPUBA Conceit I hide my love, I will not say her name. And yet since I confess I love, her name is told. You know that if I love It must be... Whom? From the Arabic of Ebn Kalakis Abu El Fath Nasrallah (eleventh century). ‹ PreviousWhite and Green and Black TearsNext ›Values123456789101112131415161718192021222324252627282930313233343536373839404142434445464748495051525354555657585960616263646566676869707172737475767778798081828384858687888990919293949596979899100101102103104105106107108109110111112← Back to The Garden of Bright Waters