يقول لي شبهت غصن النقا

بقامتي وهو لها ساجد

He says to me you likened my slender form

To a willow branch bending low

وقلت وجهي مثل بدر السما

في تمه وهو له حاسد

And said my face was like the full moon

Shining bright, though some are envious of its glow

وما كفى أنك شبهتني

بالظبي وهو النافر الشارد

It wasn’t enough that you compared me

To a gazelle, shy and fleet of foot

حتى تقول الشعر مثل الدجا

والله هذا طمعٌ زائدُ

You had to say my hair was like the night

By God, your hopes have taken flight!