قامت على يدها قيام وصيفِ

في فاحمٍ من شعرها المحفوفِ

She stood up in attendance like a maid,

In the fragrant mist of her perfumed braid.

وثَنَت عليهِ فدَّها فكأنّها

مالت إلى التَعنيقِ والترشيفِ

She leaned towards him, offering her neck,

As if to embrace and honor him instead.

على طَيش الذُّباب فأنصَفت

منهُ فمرّ بجانبٍ محذوفِ

Above the fluttering of insects she rose,

And passed by his side with her neck exposed.