ومُعْلَمُ الثوْبِ يروقُ النُهَى

طِرازهُ في جوْدَةِ الحَوْكِ

The teacher's robe allures abstinence

Its style reflects fine craftsmanship

يا بهْجةَ الحُسْنِ التي طالَما

دعَوْكِ بالسّحْرِ وحلَّوْكِ

O beauty of grace that ofttimes

They called you a sorceress and sang your praises

يا لحيةً عابُوا بها مَنْ بدَتْ

في خدّهِ وقبْلُ حيّوْكِ

O beard they blamed when it appeared

On his cheek though once they admired you

أحيَيتِهمْ بنظرةٍ عندَما

توقّفوا عِشْقاً ونادَوْكِ

You revived them with a glance whenever

They paused, enraptured, and called to you

هَدَيْتِهمْ إلى سَبيلٍ بِها

أفْئِدةَ العُشّاقِ أهْدَوْكِ

You guided them to a path with which

The hearts of lovers you guided

لا تُنْكِروا الشَّعْرَ على خدّهِ

فالوَرْدُ لا يخْلو من الشّوْكِ

Deny not the hair on his cheek

For the rose is not without thorns