1. وَدِدتُ وَبَيتِ اللَهِ لَو أَنَّ أَنفَهُ

    هَواءٌ فَما مَتَّ المُخاطَ عَنِ العَظمِ

    I wished, by the House of God, that his nose

    were empty air, so he would not pull mucus away from the bone.

  2. وَلَكِنَّما لاقاهُ سَيفُ اِبنِ عَمِّهِ

    فَأَبَّ وَمَرَّ السَيفُ مِنهُ عَلى الخَطمِ

    But it was only his paternal cousin’s sword that met him;

    so it cut, and the sword passed across his snout.