1. They sought glory, no ignoble men,
When the seekers of fresh glory were blamed,

2. They drew swords on the day of Ibn Akhdar,
And attained what no rebel had attained before.

3. They roused a lioness, skillful in her raids,
With insights into wars and their turmoil.

4. Their glory did not blind their judgment,
So no traitor afterward coveted them.

5. Unlike Kulayb on the day Ibn Akhdar called,
When lances bristled up like tall trees,

6. No help came to him from their dwellings
Though his estate was ravaged, bereft and bare.

7. Absent, they gave him their support in victory,
The coward's aid, when present, profits him not.

8. They left him so he wore the garb of blame -
A garb that clings to them who press the oil.

9. Kulayb was neither first nor last in glory.
No first, no last, of glory Kulayb knew.

10. No noble soul endured with patience like theirs
When tribes faced hardship - they firm and true.