مطران أعطيت المكارم حقها

ورغبتُ في مائة فجدتَ بضعفها

I gave generosity its due

And sought a hundred fold, but found only twice that

فقبلتها وصرفت فكري تارة

نحو الثناء وتارة في صرفها

So I accepted it and turned my thoughts at times

To praise, and at times to investing it

وأنا الذي عرف الملوك وعف عن

إحسان راحتهم وساكب عرفها

And I, who knew kings and excused

Their graciousness when at ease and the one who poured kindness

أنت السماحة يا خليل بأصلها

وبذاتها وبعينها وبأنفها

You are generosity, O Khalil, in its origin

And in its essence, and in its eye, and in its nose