1. A root whose branch their Lord grew
After seeking to uproot the enemy

2. O you whose face makes faces radiant
After the darkness that stained it is removed

3. What the envious resent you for
Is the safety whose coat of mail you donned

4. Rather, glory like yours has no match
You rebuilt its quarters after ruins

5. A kingdom whose price was paid by their enemy
Foolishly, so you were most deserving of intercession

6. And leadership that was freely theirs
So you were most deserving of returning

7. O you who became last after being first
Like prostration adjoined by bowing

8. I said when I took charge of their affairs
A cloak whose wearer desired to gather

9. O you, when praised, the praisers
Respond and come quickly

10. You were congratulated, happily receiving
From your Lord a gift, thanking His making

11. You fulfilled the right of both conditions, and not
Fulfilled was your right, no, not even a quarter

12. But it is the first fruits of an untouched virginity
Of what we hope for, so wait for it to ripen

13. And submit what stirs fear to the Lord of events
Like the cooing of doves returning coo

14. Now those who feared sleep, while
Their eyes never knew sleep

15. No watchful eye of God overlooked
Anyone who sleeps while you did not watch over him

16. Dawn made our master glory's lute
With no string seen out of tune

17. He tempts the blows of fate like a sharp sword
Ahmad striking and slamming its impact

18. Your generosity makes spring, my master
So to you returns, without you, no meadow

19. Your generosity increases him who owns it
While its hidden reward not reputation

20. And if opinion bewilders him
There are speeches that correct its deafness

21. An opinion as if fate revealed to it
The secret of every hidden rising

22. A piercing wit the ignorant cannot attain
A towering ascent they never climbed

23. A king whose fire is raging embers
Remaining warm without burning

24. But if his blaze is kindled against some
Then there you will not be safe from his slam

25. Robed in a clemency lined with
Glory, and no weakness exists in him

26. He gives life and death, able
Sweetly frowning, killer of beasts

27. Doer, savior, annihilator
Speaker, both without baseness

28. His logic does not fault the helpless
No, nor does he insult her hearing

29. The vast actions suffice him not
Nor are his gifts limited to his capacity

30. The prince came, he strove and strived
His strivings unbeholden to any rising

31. And Abu Al-Abbas strove after him
Saying: do this, so listen to him

32. A son who delighted his father's eye
With him was his father's joy prolonged

33. His hands warded off what he fears
Of our time, excelling in their warding

34. He did not neglect guarding his subjects
As a shepherd, nor subdued the enemy harshly

35. Wondrous is a party who compare him
To one in no way his match or equal

36. How can a fading spark be compared
To the sun in its rising and loftiness?

37. A people who, fully desiring otherwise,
Sought one whose stumblings reject loftiness

38. Harboring latent spite toward him
Raised their shoulders from crookedness

39. And over them is the awe of glory
After humility had burdened them

40. They inclined with hatred toward a man
Who made humiliation law for his family

41. His stumbling prolonged with them, so he fell
And they fell, each rider of checking

42. Plunging into an abyss he cast them in
From his right hand which saves from it

43. Until he rescued them and delivered them
The blessed brow dispelling evil

44. Had he opposed the equals all together
The lots would have fallen in his favor

45. So they dug for him a pit
The Protector drew him away from it

46. And denied what had been their pasture
For their brother with problems sown

47. Indeed, the follower finds in his like, instead
Of one who desires a precious pearl, forsaking

48. O their beauty when their ill omen
Was disgrace while the nose is no merchandise

49. They witnessed when their shame was mended
That you were gracious and did no mending

50. O Bayhaqi, leave poetry to one whose
Expertise aids his natural gift

51. So bury a weapon you kept arming
With what is in you, no impulse to draw it

52. You erred in the opening verse
And came, though you finished it poorly

53. You rested a meem unvoweled
And made your Lord asterisks seven

54. You made it one who, were it to form
A crown, it's like I'd say: take it off!

55. And claimed our master the prince appointed
Generosity until handshake browned

56. While he who brought his footsteps down
Above the one you named and fluttered about

57. And made the utmost you're generous with
For the parasite his gulping the swig

58. Nonsense over nonsense you placed therein
And placed, after the rubbish of vessels

59. One like you among his party
Has become of value his head a mere coin

60. And complained of your hunger during the offspring of a king
So you broke your praise of him with disparagement

61. You came complaining of the length of his hospitality
Seeking from a slapper a slap

62. So the reward of your like: a most deceiving slap
Rather, a spit in the face, or even a cough

63. You never ceased to be admonished and in
Expression rebuked, like your saying "hyena"

64. And mentioned a folk, nine who mangled
The nose of the slain, so they bloodied the mangle

65. Yet made their companion long
While long did not meet those nine

66. Why not "stirrup" you made their ninth
The cutting of its strap like a cutting of shave?

67. And mentioned the beauty with a lance
And described her so made her a quarter

68. And made her flirtation with you
As if to say: answering your pulling

69. And described a cup none rivals
So made it blonde like a tear

70. No blonde tear we know
Except your blood, fighter, bursting vessels

71. And described the dawn light gloriously
So made it like the light of a candle