يا مَن مُحَيَّاه كاسمه حسنُ

إن نِمتَ عنِّي فليس لي وسَنُ

O you whose face, like your name, is Ḥasan—beautiful!

If you sleep, heedless of me, I know no sleep.

قد كنتُ قبل العذارِ في مِحَنٍ

حتى تَبَدَّى فَزَادتِ المحنُ

Even before the first down on your cheek, I was sorely tried,

until it appeared—and multiplied my trials.

يا شعرات جميعها فِتَنُ

تَتِيه في وصفِ كُنهِها الفِطنُ

O tiny hairs, every one of you a temptation!

Keen minds lose their way in describing your true essence.

ما غيروا من عذارِه سفهاً

قد كان غُصناً فأورَقَ الغُصنُ

Those who found fault with his cheek-down did so foolishly:

it was a bough, and now the bough has put forth leaves.