وَعُدتُ النَدامى بِالمُدامِ فَلَم أَجِد

مُنى النَفسِ وَاِستَحيَيتُ مِن كَثرَةِ المَطلِ

I promised the regrets with wine but found no

Solace for my soul, and was abashed by my persistence in asking.

فَمُنَّ بِأَرطالٍ عَلَيَّ حَبيبَةٍ

إِلَيَّ فَإِنّي أَعشَقُ المَنَّ بِالرَطلِ

So bestow on me, my love, pounds of favor -

For I am one who craves being favored by the pound.