لمّا أسالَ دَمي بصَارِمِ لَحْظِهِ

وَسَطا عَلَيْنا بَعْدَ ذاكَ بأسْهُمِ

When my blood was shed by the keenness of his glance,

And after that he assaulted us with his arrows,

قُلتُ اِسْقِني كاسَ الرِّضابِ لِقطعهِ

إذْ عادَةُ الكافورِ إمْساكُ الدَّمِ

I said: "Give me a cup of wine to check it;"

For camphor has the property of stanching blood.