1. What sorrow that you are gone
And I am left lamenting alone

2. Alas, this life and its cruel jest
That mocks all noble traits possessed

3. The palace's lady now lies in the grave
Imprisoned there, what prisoner could that enslave

4. My weeping eyes implore in vain
I can hardly bear your lack of reply

5. Do you not hear my poetry and song?
You were happiest when hearing me sing along

6. Perfection's epitome in all beauty and grace
And chastity's model that none can replace

7. Your smile illumines all who see your face
Guarded by lips that modesty does trace

8. The crescent's smile cannot compare in delight
To your gleaming radiance shining bright

9. Its touch on eyelids is like balsam sweet
Caressing gently those brows it does meet

10. What husband ever matched your troth?
Those days of union and then sorrow both

11. Left him immortalized though dead
By the tears of no wife or cheek instead

12. What mother ever showed a nobler sense
Of raising children with such excellence

13. She reared him to utmost heights attained
To that trustworthy, exalted position ordained

14. And instilled in her daughters, from her own repute
The finest virtues, chastely astute

15. She showed the skeptic, suspicious of all the race
Where doubt loses place to certainty's grace

16. Some women are pure as any angel's heart
Despite the slanders against them from the start

17. With cultivation, souls aspire to greatness
And overcome those casting stones of hatefulness

18. Able to battle vice with steadfast belief
In patient wisdom that brings relief

19. What people scorned women and yet prevailed
In their nations, from such dishonor unveiled?

20. Egypt laments her unmatched, peerless treasure
What jewel compared in worth or measure?

21. All her deeds were charity except for
Giving to orphan, poor, and needy evermore

22. Every thought she had was brilliant creation
Beyond capture, like pearls under the ocean

23. Rejoice for God's blessing, eternally earned
In enduring, peaceful rest well-discerned

24. Let solace for her reside in each aggrieved heart
And her memory comfort every soul, apart