تَقولُ اِبنَةٌ التَيمِيِّ هَل أَنتَ مُشئِم

مَعَ الرَكبِ أَم أَنتَ العَشِيَّةَ مُعرِقُ

The daughter of Taym asks, “Are you ill-omened among the caravan, or are you nervous in the evening?”

So I said to her, “He who visits my worries, meeting him is with an army upon which a critic glitters. He returns with the generosity of easy-going women, sometimes bad and sometimes bad so he chokes. The brother of sacrifices still fights for the religion until his skin is torn.”

فَقُلتُ لَها مَن زارَ هِمّي لِقاؤُهُ

بِجَيشٍ عَلَيهِ عارِض يَتَأَلَّقُ

يَعودُ بِهِم سَمحُ السَجِيّاتِ باسِق

نَسوءٌ وَأَحياناً يَسوءُ فَيَخنُقُ

أَخو نَجَداتٍ ما يَزالُ مُقاتِلاً

عَلى الدينِ حَتّى جِلدُهُ مُتَخَرَّقُ