بَرَعَت مَحاسِنُهُ فَجَلَّ بِها
مِن أَن يَقومَ بِوَصفِهِ لَفظُ
His graces excelled, exalting him far beyond
the reach of any utterance that would describe him.
نَطَقَ الجَمالُ بِعُذرِ عاشِقِهِ
لِلعاذِلاتِ فَأُخرِسَ الوَعظُ
Beauty spoke in defense of its lover
before the women who reproached him, and admonition was struck dumb.
لَم تَبتَذِل مِنهُ النُفوسُ سِوى
ما نالَ مِن وَجَناتِهِ اللَحظُ
Souls could freely enjoy nothing of him but
what the gaze attained from his cheeks.
ما ضَرَّ مَن تَمَّت مَحاسِنُهُ
لَو كانَ رَقَّ فُؤادُهُ الفَظُّ
What would it have harmed one whose graces were complete,
had his cruel heart only softened?
Sol 5.6