1. أَجْرَتْ مِنَ الكُحْلِ السَّحِيقِ بِخَدِّها

    سَطْراً تُؤَثِّرُهُ الدُّمُوعُ السُّبَّقُ

    She let finely ground kohl run down her cheek,

    In a line etched by the racing tears.

  2. فَكأَنَّ مَجْرى الدَّمْعِ حِلْيَةُ فِضَّةٍ

    في بَعْضِهِ ذَهَبٌ وَبَعْضٌ مُحْرَقُ

    As though the tears’ course were a silver ornament,

    With gold in part of it, and another part scorched.