وأغضَفَ يلغي أنفَهُ فكانّما

يقُود به نورٌ من الوحي نَيَّرُ

As if his delicate nose were leading,

A light of divine inspiration shining;

إِذا ألهَبتُه شهوةُ الصَّيدِ طامعاً

رأيتَ عقيمَ الرّيحِ عنهُ تُقَصّرُ

When hunting lust inflames his desire,

You'll see the wind's rage before him diminish.