1. نَمَّتْ بِمَا تَحْنُو عَلَيْهِ ضُلُوعُهُ

    أَسْقامُهُ وَشُجونُه وَدُمُوعُهُ

    What his ribs enfold was betrayed

    By his ailments, his sorrows, and his tears.

  2. جَلَبَتْ نَواظِرهُ لِمُهْجَتِهِ أَسىً

    وَجَوىً يَذُوبُ بِبَعْضِهِ مَجْموعُهُ

    His eyes brought sorrow to his heart,

    And burning anguish, a fraction of which melts his whole being.

  3. مُغْرىً بِوَسْنَانِ اللِّحَاظِ وَإِنَّما

    في حُبِّهِ هَجَرَ المُحِبَّ هُجُوعُهُ

    Enamored of one with drowsy glances—and only

    In loving him has the lover's sleep deserted him.

  4. أَبْدَى مُحَيَّاهُ وَأَسْبَلَ شَعْرَهُ

    وَالبَدْرُ يَحْسُنُ في الظَّلامِ طُلُوعُهُ

    He revealed his face and let his hair fall,

    And the full moon's rising is beautiful in the dark.

  5. لِلطَّرْفِ فيهِ سَناً وَفيهِ بَارِقٌ

    هَذا وذَاكَ يَرُوقُهُ وَيَروعُهُ

    For the eye, there is radiance in him, and a flash of lightning;

    This and that delight it and frighten it.

  6. دَبَّتْ عَقارِبُ صُدْغِه في خَدِّهِ

    فَغَدا وقَلْبِي في الهَوَى مَلْسُوعُهُ

    The scorpions of his temple crept across his cheek,

    So there he was, my heart in love his stung victim.

  7. يا وَافِرَ الهَجْرِ الطَّويلِ تَولُّهي

    خَبَبٌ أَلا وَعْدٌ يَجُودُ سَرِيعُهُ

    O you so lavish with long estrangement, my lovesick yearning

    Is a trot—is there no promise generous in its swift fulfillment?

  8. نَبِّه جُفُونَكَ مِنْ نُعَاسِ فُتُورِهَا

    لِتَرى مُحبّاً ذابَ فِيكَ جَمِيعُهُ

    Rouse your eyelids from their languid drowsiness,

    To see a lover whose whole being has melted for you.

  9. ما أَنْتَ يا طَرْفي بِمُتَّهَمٍ عَلى

    سِرِّي فَكَيْفَ إِلى الوُشَاةِ تُذيعُهُ

    You, O my eye, are above suspicion concerning

    My secret—how, then, do you divulge it to the talebearers?

  10. حَمَّلتني ثِقْلَ الهَوى وَوَضَعْتَهُ

    عِنْدِي فَهَلْ مَحْمُولُهُ مَوْضُوعُهُ

    You made me bear love's weight and laid it down

    With me—so is what is borne the same as what is laid down?

  11. مَنْ لي بِمَنْ لَوْ سَام قَلْبِي غَيْرُهُ

    ما كُنْتُ بالدُّنْيا الغَداةَ أَبِيعُهُ

    Who can bring him to me? Were another to bid for my heart,

    I would not sell it this morning for the whole world.

  12. دَعْنِي وَسَهْمُ اللَّحْظِ مِنْهُ فَإِننّي

    صَبٌّ كَما شاءَ الغَرامُ صَرِيعُهُ

    Leave me with the arrow of his glance, for I am

    A lovesick lover, passion's fallen victim, as it willed.