1. ثناء فحنّ الجذعُ شوقاً فكيفَ لا

    يَحِنُّ له قَلبِي وَتَنهَلُّ مُقلَتِي

    Praise—and the tree trunk moaned with longing; how, then, could

    my heart not yearn for him, and my eye not stream with tears?