ما أَنسَ لا أَنسَ مِنها نَظرَةً سَلِفَت

بِالحِجرِ يَومَ جَلَتها أُمُّ مَنظورِ

I could not forget a glance she gave me long ago

From behind the veil her mother Manzur oversees

وَلا اِنسِلابَتُها خُرساً جَبائِرُها

إِلَيَّ مِن ساقِطِ الأَرواقِ مَستورِ

Nor the sliding down silently of her anklets

Towards me from behind a falling curtain