When they themselves are the very embodiment of grief, even the mirror is astonished at the extraordinary and intense adornment they have put on.

This couplet captures a striking, haunting paradox where grief itself becomes an exquisite, devastating adornment. Usually, people look into a mirror to check their makeup or jewels, but here, pure sorrow has lent the beloved such a dark, mesmerizing grace that even the mirror stands utterly spellbound. It speaks to how profound heartbreak can sometimes give a person an awe-inspiring, tragic dignity that outshines conventional beauty.