متوددٌ بلسانه
يطوي الضمير على صدودِ
With honeyed tongue he feigns,
Though in his breast are barriers raised.
بواته كيف الوصالُ
فقال لي هل من مزيدِ
How can we be united?
He asked, as if he were love-crazed,
هذا وقد نقلَ الضمي
رُ عن العذولِ إلى الحسودِ
Yet he has turned his heart aside
From passion's ways to envy's road.
لا ناله من نال من
نيلٍ من الشوقِ الشديدِ
He who has drunk of deepest love,
No other draught will quench his thirst.
