إِذا ضَنَّ إِلفٌ على إِلْفِه

فإِلفي ضَنينٌ بأَن لا تَهَب

When a beloved is grudging of his kiss,

Then my very soul is afire that he should not be so miserly.

تَطَلَّبْتُ من ثَغْرِه قُبْلةً

فضنَّ عليَّ بِذَاكَ الشَّنَب

I begged of his lips a kiss,

But he was grudging even of that favor.

وقال أَلا دُونَه وَجنتي

فصانَ اللُّجينَ وأَعْطَى الذَّهبْ

And he said, “Nay, leave my cheeks alone,

So I hid my face, and he gave me gold instead.”