أطيبُ ما نِلْتُ من اللَّذّاتِ

ومن سُرُورٍ مُعْجِبِ الأَوْقَاتِ

The sweetest pleasures I have ever known

Were hours of joy and rapture I have flown,

مُشَبِّكاتٌ وَمُفَصّلاتٌ

في عَسَلِ النّحْلِ مُشَرّبَاتِ

Intertwinings and articulations fine

In honey of the bees matured with wine,

كأنّ ما صُفِّفَ في الجاماتِ

إذا تَراءَتْ لي ماثِلاَتِ

As though the choicest rubies of the mine

In clarity before me brightened and shone,

قُضْبَانُ تِبْرٍ مُتَراكِباتِ

مُعَنْبَراتٍ ومكفَّرَاتِ

Held each to each in order crystalline

By setting of most cunning artisan.