Sol 6.1

  1. مَرى العَينَ شَوقٌ حالَ دونَ التَجَلُّدِ

    فَفاضَت بِأَسرابٍ مِنَ الدَمعِ حُشَّدِ

    Longing drew tears from the eye, thwarting composure;

    so it overflowed with teeming flocks of tears.