عَلى أَيِّ دينٍ دينُ سَوداءَ إِذ شَوَت
نَواهِضَها وَالكَأسُ يَجري مُدامُها
Abū Dīn owes Sawdāʾ a debt, from when she roasted
her fledglings while the wine in her cup flowed.
إِذا زارَها القَينُ العِراقِيُّ ذَبَّحَت
فِراخَ حَمامٍ باضَ خِزياً حَمامُها
Whenever the Iraqi smith visited her, she slaughtered
pigeon squabs—her own doves had laid their eggs in shame.
Sol 5.6