وغزالٍ ترى على وَجْنتيهِ

قَطْرَ سَهْمَيْهِ من دماء القلوبِ

With a gazelle I see upon his cheeks

The drops of his arrows from the blood of hearts

لهفَ نفسي لتلك من وَجَنَاتٍ

وردُها وردُ شارقٍ مَهْضوبِ

My soul yearns for those of tender cheeks

Whose roses are brightly blushing buds

أنهلَتْ صِبْغَ نفسها ثم عُلَّتْ

من دماءِ القتلى بغير ذنوبِ

They were dyed with the soul’s own hue and then heightened

With the blood of the slain without any guilt

بل أتى ما أتى إليهمْ من الأمـ

ـر بوِترٍ لديهمُ مطلوبِ

Rather what came to them of commands

Was with a bowstring for which they were sought

جرحتْهُ العيونُ فاقتصَّ منها

بجوىً في القلوب دامي النُّدوب

The eyes wounded him so he took revenge on them

With an ardour in the hearts of persistent sorrows

لم يُعادِلْهُ في كمالِ المعاني

توأمُ الحُسنِ من بني يعقوبِ

None has equalled him in the perfection of meanings

The twin of beauty among the sons of Jacob