1. How many a friend of mine his sweetness lent me,
Until the bitter in his make showed slow;
١. كَم من خليلٍ كانَ عندِي شهْدَةً
حتّى بلَوْتُ المرَّ من أخلاقِهِ
2. Like salt, in look white, witless folk suppose it,
Yet when it's torn, its bitter taste they know.
٢. كالمِلح يُحسَبُ سُكَّراً في لونهِ
أَو حجمهِ ويَحولُ عند مَذاقِهِ