1. وَضَيفِ طَيفٍ أَمَّ مِن هاجِرٍ

    باتَ بِهِ المَشكُوُّ مَشكورا

    And a phantom guest came from one who shunned me;

    Through him, the one I complained of was thanked that night.

  2. وَقَد جَلا الحُسنُ لَهُ سُنَّةً

    يُلقى بِها المَعذولُ مَعذورا

    And beauty had revealed for him a rule

    By which the reproached is found excused.

  3. وَصَفحَةً تُنشَرُ مِن صَفحَةٍ

    رَأَيتُ فيها الحُسنَ مَسطورا

    And a page unfolded from a cheek,

    I saw beauty inscribed upon it.

  4. زارَ وَريحُ الفَجرِ قَد قَلَّصَت

    ذَيلَ غَمامٍ باتَ مَجرورا

    He visited while the dawn wind had drawn up

    The train of a cloud that had trailed all night,

  5. وَقَلَّدَت أَجيادَ تِلكَ الرُبى

    دُرّاً مِنَ النُوّارِ مَنثورا

    And garlanded the necks of those hills

    With scattered pearls of blossom.

  6. وَالصُبحُ قَد مَزَّقَ عَن صَدرِهِ

    جَيبَ ظَلامٍ باتَ مَزرورا

    And dawn had torn from its breast

    The collar of darkness, buttoned shut all night.

  7. فَاِنجابَتِ الدُهمَةُ عَن شُهبَةٍ

    وَآلَتِ المِسكَةُ كافورا

    So darkness parted to reveal a pale greyness,

    And the musk became camphor,

  8. بِحَيثُ خَيلُ اللَيلِ مَطرودَةً

    تَحتَ لِواءِ الحُسنِ مَنشورا

    Where night's steeds were driven away

    Beneath beauty's unfurled banner.

  9. ثُمَّ مَضى يُعشى بِهِ خاطِري

    ناراً وَيُغشى ناظِري نورا

    Then he went, my mind dazzled by him

    With fire, and my eye veiled in light.

  10. كَما اِنثَنى غُصنُ النَقا أَملَداً

    وَاِلتَفَتَ الجُؤذُرُ مَذعورا

    As a supple branch on the dune bent,

    And the wild-ox calf turned back, startled.

  11. قَد أَسكَرَت خَمرُ الصِبا عِطفَهُ

    فَمادَ في بُردَيهِ مَخمورا

    The wine of youth had intoxicated his frame,

    So he swayed in his two mantles, wine-drunk,

  12. مُعَربِداً يَجرَحُني طَرفُهُ

    وَكانَ ذَنبُ السُكرِ مَغفورا

    Roistering, with his glance wounding me;

    And the sin of drunkenness was forgiven.

  13. وَأَرسَلَ اللَحظَةَ مَكسورَةً

    مِن تَرَفٍ وَالخُطوَ مَقصورا

    And he cast a drooping glance

    From luxurious languor, and kept his steps short.

  14. وَسالَ قَطرُ الدَمعِ في خَدِّهِ

    فَرَفَّ رَوضُ الحُسنِ مَمطورا

    And teardrops streamed along his cheek,

    So beauty's garden flourished, rain-watered.