1. ضَاعَ في مَوْسِمِ الوُقُودِ سِراجِي

    طالمَا ضَاءَ والزَّمانُ زَمَانُ

    My lamp was lost in the season of lighting.

    Long it shone, when time was truly time.

  2. كانَ رَطْبَ اللِّسانِ بَينَ كِرامٍ

    عنهُ مَا جَفَّ مِن نَداهُمْ بَنانُ

    Its tongue was moist among generous men;

    For its sake, no fingertip dried of their bounty.

  3. وَهُوَ الآنَ يَعرُكُ الأُذْنَ إنّي

    طَالَ منهُ إلى المَدِيحِ لِسَانُ

    And now it rubs the ear—indeed, I...

    A tongue from it has grown long toward praise.