1. وَما أَنزَرَ الطَرفَ فيمَن نَرى

    وَلَو أَصبَحوا مِلحَصى أَكثَرا

    And how rare is wit among those we see,

    Even if they should outnumber the pebbles,

  2. سِوى رَجُلٍ ضَمِنَتهُ الطَريقُ

    وَنَحنُ ضُحىً نَقصُدُ العَسكَرا

    Except one man whom the road held,

    As we headed for the army camp at midmorning.

  3. فَقالَ وَأَزكَنَني شاعِراً

    وَأَزكَنتُهُ فَطِناً مُفكِرا

    Then he said, judging me a poet,

    While I judged him perceptive and thoughtful:

  4. أَتُنشِدُني بَعضَ ما صُغتَهُ

    وَلا تَدَعِ الأَجوَدَ الأَفخَرا

    “Will you recite to me some of what you have composed?

    And do not omit the finest, the most splendid.”

  5. فَأَنشَدتُهُ مِدَحَ البَرمَكِيِّ

    أَبي الفَضلِ أَعني الفَتى جَعفَرا

    So I recited to him praises of the Barmakid,

    Abu al-Fadl—I mean the gallant Jaʿfar.

  6. فَأَعجَبَني ظُرفُهُ إِذ يَقولُ

    مَديحُكَ دُرٌّ فَهَل دَرَّرا

    His wit delighted me when he said:

    “Your praise is pearls—did he shower pearls in return?”