إِنّي أُكاثِرُ أَعدائي مُغالَطَةً

وَفي الحَشا لَهَبٌ مِن غَيظِمِم ضَرَمٌ

I make my enemies many falsehoods

And in my mind is a flame of anger, inflamed

وَلَجَّ في العَذلِ أَقوامٌ مَقَتُّهُمُ

كَأَنَّ في أُذُني عَن عَذلِهِم صَمَمُ

Some have persisted in slander, much to my hatred

As if deafness itself stops my ears to their slander