عِذارٌ كَما دبَّ الحُبابُ على الورْدِ

مَحاسِنُهُ أرْبَتْ على الحَصْرِ والعَدِّ

Persuasion crept over the rose like dew

Its beauties multiplied on the mat and tent rope

سَعى نحْوَ وَردِ الثّغْرِ وانْسابَ نحْوَهُ

فتَحْسِبُهُ نمْلاً تدِبُّ الى شُهْدِ

It moved towards the rosebud mouth and glided towards it

You'd think it an ant creeping towards nectar

فَيا ألِفاً للقَدِّ هلْ منْ إمالَةٍ

ويا حَرْفَ لِينِ العطْفِ هلْ لكَ من مَدِّ

O slender waist, is there no bending?

O letter of softness in gentleness, is there no lengthening?