1. أَرَأَيتَ كَيفَ بَدا لِيَقتُلَنا

    ذاكَ الرَشا وَالبَدرُ وَالغُصنُ

    Have you seen how he appeared to slay us—

    That young gazelle, that full moon, that bough?

  2. بِبَياضِ وَجهٍ مَع عُيونِ ظِبا

    بِسَوادِها فَتَكامَلَ الحُسنُ

    With the whiteness of his face and gazelles' eyes

    In their blackness—thus beauty was complete.