1. Do you know the house at the foot of Sharbbah,
Of the hills of Shihir and Dhat al-Unthubah,

2. To which have been brought down by Fate grievous calamities,
So that every ravening cur trails there his skirt?

3. By morning thronged with cavalry or infantry,
All of them with coats of mail glittering bright,

4. Carrying alight three mornings after morning
The zebras' withers and their tails at night.