وَتركِيةِ الأَنسابِ طوراً أُحِبُّها

فَأكرمُ مَثواها وَأُعنَى بِبِرِّها

Of lineage pure, for a time I loved her,

Honored her dwelling and strove her to bless.

أُواصِلُها حَتّي إِذا ما مَلِلتُها

رَأَيتُ لَذيذَ العيشِ في طولِ هَجرِها

I frequented her till I wearied of her,

And the sweetness of life was in long severance.

خَلفتُ لَها آباءَها وَوَكلتُها

إِلى ناصِحٍ طَبٍّ خَبيرٍ بِسِرِّها

I left her to parents and friends that would guide her,

Well-wishers wise, to take care of her youth.

فَجاءَت عَلى ما اِختَرتُ لا الطولُ شانَها

وَلا قالَ فيها الناسُ عَيباً لِقصرِها

She came as I wished, no too short, no too tall,

No fault or excess in the world found in her.

وَأَلبَستُها ثَوباً مِنَ الوَشي مُعلَماً

لِإِتمامِ مَعناها وَإِكمالِ فَخرِها

In a robe embroidered I clad her, to finish

Her raiment, and make her in glory complete.

وَما لَيلَةٌ في الدَهرِ إِلّا هَجَرتُها

فَلا وَصلَ حَتّى تَستَنيرَ بِفَجرِها

No night in time but I fled from her precincts,

No union but sunrise revealed her to me.

وَكانَت زَماناً يُستَلذُّ بِبَطنِها

وَلكِنَّني أَلتَذُّ مِنها بِظَهرِها

Once she was food my hunger to please,

Now absence from her contents and feeds me.