1. قَد شابَ رَأسي وَمِن نَبتِ الثَرى جَسَدي

    فَالنَبتُ آخِرُ ما يَعتو بِهِ الزَهَرُ

    My head has grown gray, and my body is a growth of the soil.

    For a plant’s final boast is its blossom.

  2. إِذا رَكِبتَ لِإِدراكِ العُلا سُفُناً

    فَالبَحرُ يَحمِلُ ما لا يَحمِلُ النَهَرُ

    If you board ships to attain greatness,

    The sea carries what the river cannot carry.