1. وبحيثُ الطرْفاء مَدَتْ ملاءً

    سُنْدسياً قد خَفَّرتهُ صَباها

    And where the tamarisk has spread a mantle

    Of fine silk, guarded by its east breeze,

  2. وغدا المرجُ كالحريرةِ مَسّاً

    تبلغُ العين فيه أقصى مَداها

    And the meadow has become like silk to the touch,

    The eye reaches its farthest range within it.