1. طالَعتُ جَمالَهُ فشاقَ الخَطُّ

    وَاللَهِ بِذا البَياض لاقَ الخَطُّ

    I gazed upon his beauty, and his down stirred my longing.

    By God, his down suited this whiteness.

  2. بِالمِسكِ عَلى الحَرير راق الخَطُّ

    كَم مِن دَمِ عاشِقٍ أَراق الخَطُّ

    His down was lovely—musk upon silk.

    How much of a lover's blood his down has shed!