دنا أملي حتى مددت لأخذه
يداً فأنثنى نحو المجرة راحلا
My hope drew near—so near that, to seize it, I stretched out
a hand; then it wheeled away, journeying toward the Milky Way.
فأصبحت لا أرجو وقد كنت موقناً
وأضحى مع الشعري وقد كان حاصلا
So I came to hope for nothing, though I had once been certain;
and it ended up beside Sirius, though once it had been within my grasp.
وقد كنت محسوداً فأصبحت حاسداً
وقد كنت مأمولاً فأصبحت آملا
I had been envied, but then I became envious;
I had been the object of hope, but then became one who hoped.
كذا الدهر في كراته وانتقاله
فلا يأمنن الدهر من كان عاقلا
Such is Fortune in its reversals and changes;
so let no one who is wise ever feel safe from Fortune.
Sol 5.6