يا أَوحَد الدَهر إِني قَد قَصدت حمىً
مَن أَمَّه نال فَوقَ القَصد وَالأَملِ
O peerless one of the age, I have sought the shelter of your domain.
Whoever comes to your sanctuary gains beyond all aim and hope.
فَامنن عَليّ بِتقديم القَصيد وَلا
تَقطَع رَجائي مِن التَشريف بِالحلل
Then favor me by presenting my ode, and do not
Dash my hope of being graced with robes of honor.
فَأَنتَ أَفضل مَن أَحيا بهمته
نَفس المُروءة بِالعرفان وَالعَمَل
For you are the finest man who, through his high resolve, has revived
The very soul of chivalrous virtue through discernment and deed.
Sol 5.6