Sol 6.1

  1. The steed carried me across the Euphrates and Tigris,

    And reached your generosity, but knows no ford.

  2. So now, O Ali, he turns backward;

    He could not advance, so he fell back.

  3. And I seek protection for her, lest her like be set against

    “Your love has perished, whether you endure or not.”

  4. She said, when kings had sent her bride-price:

    “My bride-price is other than you; so be a jewel for someone else.”

  5. Nothing harmed her but Tayy’s collusion,

    Concerning her, over “we are the glories”—Buhtur [wording unclear].

  6. Phrases about which Jamil became speechless,

    And abundance in their elaboration that silenced Kuthayyir.

Sol 6.1