أَلَيسَ عَجيباً بِأَنَّ الفَتى

يُصابُ بِبَعضِ الَّذي في يَدَيهِ

Is it not strange that the youth

Is afflicted by some of that in his hands

فَمِن بَينِ باكٍ لَهُ موجِعٌ

وَبَينِ مُعِزٍّ مُغذٍ إِلَيهِ

So among those who weep for him there is a consoler

And between one who gives him solace there is a nourisher

وَيَسلِبُهُ الشَيبُ شَرخَ الشَبابِ

فَلَيسَ يُعَزّيهِ خَلقٌ عَلَيهِ

Yet old age robs him of the vigor of youth

So no creature can console him for it