1. The daughter of Sa'di reproaches me, saying:
Will you not depart from the abode of disgrace?

2. For the pain of begging is long and humiliating,
Where the noblest men are degraded.

3. None but you owns the full moon and the planets,
And none but you has a tribe so valiant.

4. You have a sharp sword and armor brightly polished,
So stand and face either death or your desire!

5. For every lover of life is disgraced,
And if you cannot bear it, take shelter with Ibn Hurrah,

6. Whose ambition soars over the clouds,
Who helps the shrouded and squeezes water from stone

7. In an hour when provisions are scarce.
For death is better for a man than begging,

8. Which makes him lower his gaze, weak and wretched.
Did you not know that chastity is my nature,

9. And that I have patience for the injustice of Time?
I refused to indulge my ambitions,

10. For God provides sufficiently for His servants.