حَلَفتُ لَها أَن قَد وَجَدتُ مِنَ الهَوَى

أَخا المَوتِ لا بِدعاً وَلا مُتَأشِّبَا

I swore to her that I had found in love

A brother of death, not a pretender or a hypocrite,

وَقَد زَعمَت لى ما فَعَلتُ فَكَيفَ لِى

إِذا كُنتُ مَردُودَ الكَلامِ مُكَذَّبَا

And she claimed for me what I had done, so how could I

When I was denied in speech, called a liar,