1. To redeem the sons of 'Adi I galloped my steed
Though I had gathered no grace or gifts ere that deed

2. We left of Bani 'Uqail's women, widowed brides
Seeking marriage bands while still in weeds

3. Did you find us herdsmen of cattle and sheep
Or owners of mischief, rancor and leap?

4. Hawazin knew well my horses at dawn
Galloping truthful when deserts yawn

5. On them every valiant knight of noble strain
Whose keen sword flashes not in vain

6. We attacked them till we met in the field
With Indian blades that shine revealed

7. We returned with captives and spoils of war
Milk-white prisoners and wounds that sore

8. And we freed the daughter of 'Amr ibn 'Amir
After we had quaffed at her abode the stir