وَشادِنً إِن سَقاني راحَ ريقَتِهِ

في الكَأسِ مِن فَمِهِ حَيّا بِخَدَّيهِ

And he reproached me, "If his saliva's trail

Wet my cup from his mouth," and greeted me his cheek.

لَو كانَ لِلحُسنِ وَجهٌ كَالوُجوهِ يُرى

لَكانَ جَوهَرُهُ ما بَينَ عَينِهِ

Had beauty a face like other faces shown,

Its essence had appeared between his eyes.