مَنْ عَذِيْرِي مِنْ عِذَارَى رَشَإِ

عَرًّضَ القَلْبَ لِأَسْبَابِ التَلَّفْ

Who can excuse me for my shortcomings

When I have exposed my heart to ruin?

زَيْدَ حُسْنَاً وَضِيَاءً بِهِمَا

فَهُوَ الآنَ كَبَدْرِ فِي سَدَفْ

He increased in beauty and radiance

Until he was like the full moon in its halo.

جَمَشَا خَدَّيْهِ ثُمَّ انْعَطَفَا

آهِ مَا أَحْسَنَ ذَاكَ المُنْعَطَفْ

He inclined his cheek then turned away—

Ah, how graceful was that turning!

عَلِمَ الشَّعْرُ الَّذِي عَاجَلَهُ

أَنَّهُ جَارَ عَلَيْهِ فَوَقَفْ

Poetry, which he reproached,

Knew to stop short of reproaching him.

فَهْوَ فِي وَقْفَتِهِ مُعْتَرِفٌ

بالتَّنَاهِي فِي التَّعَدِّي وَالسَّرَفْ

In stopping it admits

To excess in transgressing and extravagance.