رَمى الدَّهرُ دوني وَهوَ جَمٌّ صُروفُهُ

وَكَلَّفَني ما لا يَقومُ بِهِ شُكري

Fortune threw me down while its ways were violent

And burdened me with more than I could thankfully bear

فَإِن شُغِلَت نَفسي بِغَيرِ مَديحِهِ

فَعدتُ إِلى ما كُنتُ فيهِ مَعَ الدَّهرِ

If I busy my soul with aught but praising it

I return to what I was with Fortune overlong