أما قويقٌ فارتدي بمعصفرٍ
شرِقٍ بحمرتِه الغَداة بياضُهُ
The partridge donned a yellow mantle at dawn
Whose whiteness turned rosy in the morning light
فكأَنَّه فيما اكتسى من صبغِه
نَفَضتْ شقائقَها عليه رياضُه
As if, when it took on its color,
His meadows had shed their anemones upon it
