1. Has she with cruel clutching hands marred
The freshness of my faith and fealty?
١. هَل أَحدَث في عيارِ وُدّي نَقصا
خَدٌّ قَبَصَتهُ بِيَدَيها قَبصا
2. Had I not been to slander as waters clear,
My cheek had not so spacious been to smiting.
٢. لَو لَم أَكُ كالماءِ صَفاءً مَعه
ما أَوسَعَ كالنَسيم خدّي قرصا