أسأْتُ إلى نَفسي وطامَنْتُ من قَدري

فَحَكِّمْ غِنى أخلاقِكَ الغُرِّ في فَقري

I did wrong unto myself and was at ease with my fate

So let the riches of your noble character rule my poverty

فما العقلُ إلا خاتمٌ أنتَ فصُّهُ

وعفوُكَ نقشُ الفصِّفاختِمْ بهِ عُذري

For the mind is but a ring whose gemstone you are

And your pardon the engraving - so stamp my excuse with it