Sol 6.1

  1. عَذيرِيَ مِن صورَةٍ قَد عَثَت

    وَمِن كَفِّ دافِنِها إِذ حَثَت

    Who will defend me against a form that has already wrought havoc,

    and against its burier’s hand as it scattered earth,

  2. وَنَفسٍ تَمَنَّت لَذيذَ الطَعامِ

    فَلَمّا أَصابَت مَناها غَثَت

    and against a soul that craved delicious food,

    then, when it attained its desire, grew nauseated,

  3. وَجاثَت لَدى حاكِمٍ خَصمَها

    وَمِن غَيرِ حَقٍّ لَعَمري جَثَت

    and contended with its adversary before a judge,

    and without any right—by my life!—knelt down?

  4. فَلا تَرثِيَنَّ لَها إِنَّها

    لِجِسمِكَ في ضَعفِهِ ما رَثَت

    So do not pity it, for it

    did not pity your body in its weakness.