Burton's 'Thousand Nights'(Arabian Nights) Poem from the Seventy-First Night

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Thousand Nights and a Night
By Sir Richard Francis Burton
Volume 2
Bagdad Edition
From the Seventy-First Night

A character improvises these lines, just makes them up on the fly......
Walter F. Corbiere, III

For friend who erst abode wi' me gree:
It minds me o' one who jilted me
Say sooth, thou fair sheet-lightning! shall glee?
O blamer! spare to me thy blame dree,
Of friend who left me, fain to flee;
All bliss hath fled the heart of me
He brimmed a bowl of merest pine, did he:
I see me, sweetheart, dead and gone
Time! I prithee bring our childhood back,
When joy and safety 'joyed we at me!
Who aids the hapless stranger-wight,
That wastes his days in lonely grief, must be?
Doomed us despite our will to bear and care.
And sore despair despaireth me
Crowning my cup with gladdest gree:
To mourn my bitter liberty.
We meet once more in joy and glee?
My Lord hath sent this dule to dree,
... Et cetera
The lines of the second column sometimes refer back to words in the first column. The structure applies the same words to two different moments in the character's thought process.

I've never seen a poem with this exact device, and I don't know what "dree" means. :)
Walter F. Corbiere, III