ساعٍ بِكَأْسٍ بين نُدْماءِ

كالغُصنِ المعصَّرِ الماءِ

A cupbearer among friends

Like a squeezed branch of water

أَغارُ من وقْفَتِهِ كلَّما

قال لِحاسي الكأْسِ مَوْلائي

I envy his standing whenever

He says to the cup-bearer, my lord

حَتَّى لقد صاروا وَهُمْ إِخْوتي

مِنْ شِدَّةِ الغَيْرَةِ أَعْدائي

To the point where they, though my brethren

Have become, from an excess of envy, my enemies