إِنَّكَ والمَدحَ كالعَذراءِ يُعجِبُها

مَسُّ الرِجالِ وَيَثني قَلبَها الفَرَقُ

You and praise are like a maiden who is pleased

You and praise are like the virgin who desires

By men's touch, yet their separation breaks her heart

The touch of men, yet fear holds back her heart