وَظَبيٍand a gazelle إِنif أَطَلتُI prolong بِهِwith him حَوازيmy dalliance
وَظَبيٍ إِن أَطَلتُ بِهِ حَوازي
فَلَيسَthen is not بِغَيرِthrough anything other than عَينَيهِhis two eyes مَجازيmy passage
فَلَيسَ بِغَيرِ عَينَيهِ مَجازي
And a gazelle—if I prolong my dalliance with him,
My gazelle, if I wander with him through meadows
my passage is through his eyes alone.
Yet he has no eyes but for me, no other does he gaze on
رِداءُthe mantle شَبابِهِhis youth رَطبُfresh الحَواشيthe hems
رِداءُ شَبابِهِ رَطبُ الحَواشي
وَثَوبُand the robe جَمالِهِhis beauty نَقشُpattern الطِرازِthe embroidery
وَثَوبُ جَمالِهِ نَقشُ الطِرازِ
The mantle of his youth is fresh at the hems,
The dew on his youth is the meadows’ fringe
and the robe of his beauty is an embroidered pattern.
And the fabric of his beauty, embroidery of gold thread
يَفِرُّhe flees مِنَfrom العِتابِreproach إِذاwhen التَقَيناwe meet
يَفِرُّ مِنَ العِتابِ إِذا التَقَينا
كَماas فَرَّfled الجَبانُthe coward مِنfrom البِرازِsingle combat
كَما فَرَّ الجَبانُ مِن البِرازِ
He flees reproach when we meet,
He flees from reproach when we meet
as the coward fled from single combat.
As the coward flees from the spears
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.