وَأَقَبَّ كَالمحبوبِ حُسناً لَم يَجِد

كَصفاتِهِ لَو حُدَّ في تِمثالِ

And he approached, handsome like a beloved whose beauty could not be found

In his attributes even if carved into a statue

في سُرعَةِ الأَوهامِ ليس كجريه

في البُعدِ إِلا خِلبَةُ الآمالِ

In the swiftness of imaginations, his pace is not like their flow

In distance, except for the delusions of hopes

وَمَعارضٌ لِلريحِ في حَرَكاتِهِ

لَولا اللِّجامُ لجالَ كُلَّ مَجالِ

A challenger to the wind in his movements

If not for the rein, he would have roamed every open space

ذو مَنظر حَسَنٍ تَضَمَّنَ مَخبرا

حَسَناً فَكانَ لِزِينَةٍ وَقِتالِ

With a beautiful appearance containing an informer

Of beauty, so he was made for adornment and battle

حَسُنَت بِهِ الحَرَكاتُ وَالمَعشوقُ لا

يصبي لِغَيرِ بَراعَةٍ وَدَلالِ

The movements were beautified by him, and the beloved does not

Incline to other than cleverness and coquetry

أَلقَوا عَلَيهِ حَليَهُ فَبَدا لَنا

فيهِ كَما تَبدو العَروسُ لجالِ

They adorned him with his jewelry, so he appeared to us

In it like a bride appears to her entourage

وَكَأَنَّما يُزهَى بِما يَعلوهُ مِن

حَليٍ فَيَمشي مِشيَةَ المُختالِ

And it is as if he is embellished by what rises above him

Of jewelry, so he walks the walk of the conceited

حَطَمَت حَوافِزُهُ السِّلامَ صَلابَةً

فَكأَنَّها مِن أَوجُهِ البُخَّالِ

His stirrups broke obstinacy with strength

As if they were made from the faces of misers