كَأَنَّ مَدامَةً مِن خَمرِ دَنٍّ

تُصَبُّ عَلى ثَناياها طُروقا

As if a goblet of mellow wine

pours its drafts on her flexions,

أَلَذُّ الناسِ في الدُنيا حَديثاً

وَأَطيَبُهُ بُعَيدَ النَومِ ريقا

The sweetest of people in talk

and most pleasing on waking from sleep,

جُعِلتُ لَكِ الفِداءَ مِنَ المَنايا

وَإِن كَلَّفتِني ما لَن أُطيقا

I am made your ransom from death

though you charge what I cannot pay.