1. شابَت عَوارِضُه وَاِبيضَّ أَسودُها

    فَزادَني وَلَهاً فيها نَضارتُها

    His side-whiskers turned gray, and their black hair turned white.

    So their freshness made me more infatuated with them.

  2. وَلَم يَشِب إِنّما شَمسُ البَها غَربَت

    تَحتَ العِذارِ وتعلوهُ أشعّتُها

    Yet he has not turned gray; rather, the sun of beauty has set

    Beneath his cheek-hair, while its rays rise above it.