1. What mind and what sane thought
Did not frighten you, my satire and my gale?

2. Your soul lied to you when it told you
I grow my arrows and my wounds.

3. God created a beard for you—if you shave
It, its high price would not be known.

4. And toss it to the wind if you hope
My poem will describe it blown by the wind.

5. Lost was the mind of one who thought I
Proceed with praises of you through wishes.

6. O Haroun, stingy to the core, who refused
And so were punished with deafness obstinate and zealous,

7. Of far-reaching import, near in meaning,
Weighty in argument, light in spirit,

8. His palm enchained the seas of verse
When hinting and when speaking outright.

9. My billows spare you no arrogance
Even if you were in Noah’s ship.