فَوقَ طِرفٍ كَالطَرفِ في سُرعَةِ الشَد

دِ وَكَالقَلبِ قَلبُهُ في الذَكاءِ

With a wit like a sharp wit in haste

And a mind like a quick mind in intelligence

ما تَراهُ العُيونُ إِلّا خَيالاً

وَهُوَ مِثلُ الخَيالِ في الإِنطِواءِ

What the eyes see of him is but an illusion

And he is like an illusion in concealment