1. Not by your eyes, nor forehead, nor your cheek,
Have I sought solace or promises so sweet.

2. How can I seek when my burning heart
Is seared by flames from your glowing cheeks?

3. Your glance has robbed my heart of peace and calm,
Leaving it barren, save beauty you bestow.

4. In love, for me all else is comfort sure,
Save torment of your disdain and woe.

5. With charm and grace the branches you incline,
Swaying with poise beneath your cloak's end low.

6. Answer the critics, who reproach and blame,
Those shackled lifelong by your beauty's glow.

7. Your eyes have made us slaves, behold and see,
Spare us, your slaves, from torture and from woe.

8. Dawn after dusk, the ev'ning shadows fall,
Heralding the night, when you depart and go.

9. The thorn knows well the musk scent on your mouth,
And perfume rare that your cool lips bestow.

10. For each one whole, you are temptation's shape,
Beauty perfect in your soft cheek's graceful bow.

11. My life bears witness to your beauty's height,
My death, if not among those who bear you so.

12. By that one who shaped your cheeks like roses fair,
Cure my heart with the scent of roses you bestow.

13. From your sweet mouth give drink that I request,
Pure and cooling, like the pearls you show.

14. My heart and vitals are severed, torn apart,
Heal them gently with your kindness, grace bestow.

15. If embrace is denied, keep your promise still,
Cure, perhaps, is found in promises you owe.

16. Disdain has clothed me in tattered garb of woe,
Bad dreams have deprived me of rest I fervently owe.

17. Restore my sleep, that images I know,
Of you, if gone, I'll never comfort know.

18. God keep faith, and time of harmony so sweet,
When we would meet, and you were loving, gentle, low.