ما كلّ من سهر الليالي مغرماً

بمدامعٍ ومواجعٍ ولهيبِ

Not all who pass the nights from love distraught,

In tears and anguish and consuming flame,

مثل الّذي نار الغرام بقلبه

يزداد تلهيباً على تلهيب

Are like to him whose heart’s desire has brought

More fiercely glowing firebrands of shame:

هجر الكرى ثمّ احتظى بسهاده

وأماط خلع عذاره بنحيب

Who parted from his folk in manner haught

And doffed the robe of prudence in disdain,

ترك الأقارب والأباعد جملةً

ورضي من المحبوب بالتعذيب

Who left alike both friends and strangers, naught

Recking if those he loved should work him pain.