1. جِسمُ المُحِبِّ بِثَوبِ السَقمِ مُشتَمِلُ

    وَجَفنُهُ بِدُموعِ الشَوقِ مُكتَحِلُ

    The lover's body is wrapped in the robe of sickness,

    And his eyelid is kohled with tears of longing.

  2. وَكَيفَ يَبقى عَلى ذا مُدنَفٌ كَمِدٌ

    لَم يَبقَ مِن صَبرِهِ رَسمٌ وَلا طَلَلُ

    And how can one gravely ill and grief-stricken live on like this,

    When neither trace nor ruin of his patience remains?

  3. وَظَلَّ عُذّالُهُ لا كانَ عُذَّلُهُ

    لَو يَعلَمونَ الَّذي أَلقى لِما عَذَلوا

    And his reproachers persisted—may his reproachers be no more!

    If they knew what I endure, they would not reproach me.