عج بالحمى مهفهفات غصونه

وحذار من غيد الكثيب وعينه

His branches trembled with feverish thrills

Beware the dune's ridge and its eyes

من كان وسنان كأن لحاظه

نصلت ذوابل قومه من دونه

He whose teeth were a cloak as though

His tribe's swords unsheathed around him

كيف الخلاص لمن هواه هوانه

في حبه ومناه ريب منونه

How can one whose love is his abasement be saved

His passion and grace still doubted

ما كدت تغلبني جيوش جماله

لولا العذار يمدها بكمينه

His beauty's armies almost defeated me

If not for coyness laying its ambush

كالسيف تعرف حده من هجره

خشناً وتعرف صفحه من لينه

Like a sword you know its sharpness through estrangement

Rough yet its surface known by gentleness

أهدى إلى الأغصان لين قوامه

وأعار جسم الصب سقم جفونه

He sways his frame's limbs gently towards the branches

And lends his young body the sickness of his eyelids

تتقابل الأضداد عند محبه

في حسنه فتبين عن مكنونه

Opposites meet in love

Revealing his beauty from its hiding

فقام لصحة لفظه

وظلام طرته لصبح جبينه

So his words regained health

And the darkness of his absence dawned on his forehead