This was the first night meant for union with the beloved, yet it brought forth the beloved's denial. You committed such a folly then; why did your cup not shatter from the disappointment?

This couplet describes a night of intense emotional conflict. It's meant to be the long-awaited first night of union and closeness with the beloved. Yet, simultaneously, it's a night marked by the beloved's denial or rejection. The poet then turns inward, questioning themselves: "Why didn't my goblet—perhaps symbolizing my heart or patience—shatter completely at that very moment?" It's a poignant expression of how profoundly painful the beloved's refusal felt, suggesting that such a betrayal of hope should have led to an absolute emotional collapse or breakdown.