1. I dwelled with a heart that love left no thought for me
To take pleasure in love, yet left me not

2. Parting worry that parts not
From it, and consolation that gathers not

3. It pours, but forbearance holds back its pouring
And the noblest love is the lowest in piety

4. In me is a passion that, had I complained, would not cease
But I ready patience for anguish

5. Why do the people of my time ignore me
Between a duped one and a deceiver?

6. He who by his deeds increased not his people’s honor
With merit is meaningless in purpose

7. I refused the watering places when I found no
Thirst quenched in plenty of water without a sip