كَأَنَّ عُقَيلاً في الضُحى حَلَّقَت بِهِ

وَطارَت بِهِ في الجَوِّ عَنقاءُ مُغرِبُ

As if at dawn, Uqail was carried off

And flown away into the western sky by a vulture

وَذي كَرَمٍ يَدعوكُمُ آلَ عامِرٍ

لَدى مَعرَكٍ سِربالُهُ يَتَصَبَّبُ

By one so generous, who calls on you, O clan of Amir

With his cloak dripping blood in the fray

رَأَت عامِرٌ وَقعَ السُيوفِ فَأَسلَموا

أَخاهُم وَلَم يَعطِف مِنَ الخَيلِ مُرهِبُ

Amir saw the swords fall and they surrendered

Their brother, as no terrifying horse shied away

وَسَلَّمَ لَمّا أَن رَأى المَوتَ عامِرٌ

لَهُ مَركَبٌ فَوقَ الأَسِنَّةِ أَحدَبُ

And when Amir saw death, he submitted

With a steed above the spear-points, humpbacked

إِذا ما أَظَلَّتهُ عَوالي رِماحِنا

تَدَلّى بِهِ نَهدُ الجُزارَةِ مِنهَبُ

When our forest of spears shades him

The necklace of his victim hangs over him, dripping

عَلى صَلَوَيهِ مُرهَفاتٌ كَأَنَّها

قَوادِمُ نَسرٍ بُزَّ عَنهُنَّ مَنكِبُ

On his shoulder-blades, like swooping eagles

Whose shoulders gleam, preening over their prey