1. Her tear ducts are like a waterskin
Whose outpourings follow fast upon each other,

2. And she checks its flow with eyelids
Swift to act, their glances restless, darting.

3. O tribes of Shayban, I have a message:
The swords you sharpened have stripped her bare.

4. A voice called out from the litter’s drapery,
And the camel-borne houdah veered towards it.