1. Rain, O sky, every day
Whatever the fates desire of spectacles

2. And hurl, O seas, all the armies of
The earth in Egypt to occupy the homes

3. I am still between Zayd and Amr
And supreme, great free men

4. My making is science and poetry is my dress
And rhymes when I don my cloak

5. If my night in worship grows long
My day lesson circle grows short

6. If knowledge and poetry could avail
You'd be rich in learning and verse

7. My ambition is the shaykhs' ambition and my soul
The soul of the lofty in rank and worth