أَما تَرى اليَومَ كَيفَ جادَ لَنا

بِمُستَهَلِّ الشُؤبوبِ منسجمِه

Do you not see how today has graciously given us

At the start of the auspicious season, harmoniously arranged,

يَحكي أَبا الفَضلِ في تَفضُّلهِ

هَيهات أَن يَعتَزي إِلى شِيَمِه

Telling of the excellence of Abul Fadl in his generosity—

Far be it that he should ever fall short of his noble manners!

كَم حاسِدٍ لي وَكنتُ أَحسِدُهُ

يَقول من غيظِه وَمن أَلَمِه

How many enviers I have, though I used to be envious of them,

Saying in their rancor and pain:

نالَ اِبنُ عبادٍ المنى كَمَلاً

اِذ عَدَّه ابنُ العَميدِ من خَدَمِه

Ibn ‘Abbad has attained his wish completely

Since the son of al-‘Amīd has counted him among his servants.