1. لم يعلم الشوق الا من مطوقةٍ

    فهمت عنها الذي قالت ولم تبن

    Longing was known only through a collared dove;

    I understood what she said, though she did not speak plainly.

  2. لا مثلها وسقيط الطل يضريها

    في عاتقي حلة من سندس اليمن

    No match for her, as falling dew stirs her,

    Is a robe of Yemen’s fine silk upon my shoulder.

  3. تذكرت ساق حّرٍ وهي تندبه

    في الأخضرين من الظلماء والفنن

    She remembered Sāq Ḥurr, lamenting him,

    In the twin greens of darkness and bough.

  4. كأنهن بأعلى الدوح اذ سجعت

    روم نواطق بالألفاظ من بدن

    As though they, atop the great trees when she cooed,

    Were plump Roman women speaking in words.

  5. والنجم منهزم أولى كتائبه

    والصبح يغسل ثوب الليل من درن

    And the stars’ first battalions are routed,

    And dawn washes night’s robe clean of grime.

  6. والروض يرشف ريق الطل عن نزقٍ

    وليت لي مثله ممن يعذبني

    And the garden sips the dew’s saliva in heedless eagerness;

    And would that I had its like from the one who torments me.

  7. دع المنى ربما نيلت بلا طلب

    وربما وقع الحرمان في المهن

    Let wishes be: sometimes they are attained without seeking,

    And sometimes deprivation comes amid toil.