طِفلٌ تَفنَّنَ فيه الحُسْنُ مُبتدِعا

تكاد من طَرْفِه الأبصارُ تَخْتطفُهْ

A child in whom beauty innovated perfection

Eyes could barely resist snatching glances of him

حِقْفٌ نما فيه غصنٌ فوقَه قمر

يخطو فيَثْنيه من لينِ الصِّبا هَيَفُه

A sapling grew, upon it a moon-like branch

Stalks sway in the soft morning breeze

إذا تَشفَّع ذُلِّى عند عِزَّتِه

في عَطْفِه ورثى لي رَدَّه صَلَفُه

When he intercedes, pride itself humbles before his nobility

In his charm, his aloofness has bequeathed me his rejection