1. عجِبْتُ لِوَغدٍ قد جذَبْتُ بِضبْعِهِ

    فأصبَح يَلقاني بِتيهٍ وبيسَما

    I marveled at a scoundrel whom I had pulled up by his upper arm.

    And now he meets me with arrogance, though through me he rose.

  2. يرومُ مُساماتي ومِنْ دونِها السَّم

    وكيفَ يُدانِيني سُمُوّاً وبي سَما

    He seeks to rival my loftiness, but poison stands in the way.

    And how can he approach me in loftiness, when through me he rose?