غب اِستَلام مَواطيء الأُستاذِ

كافي الكفاة وَمَرجَعي وَعياذي

In receiving the greetings of the eminent professor,

My sufficiency, my reference, and my protection,

ردء الولاة المُكرَمين وَكاشف ال

جلّى وَرَبُّ الأَنعُم البذّاذ

The shield of the honored kings, the revealer of

Majesty, and the Lord of abundant favors,

مَن راحَ يَفخَر بِالمَعارف وَالنَدى

وَسِواهُ بِالأَثواب وَالمشواذ

One who went around boasting of knowledge and wisdom

While adorning himself with clothes and trinkets,

أَخذ الفَضائل ماجداً عَن ماجِدٍ

لِلّه دُرّ عُلاهُ مِن أخاذ

He took virtues gloriously from the glorious

By the grace of his elevation from the formidable,

هُوَ نَجل شاهين الَّذي بيَهوى العُلا

وَيَهشُّ لِلمَعروف بِاستلذاذ

He is the son of the royal falcon who aspires for glory

And fervently seeks good with delight,

بِيديهِ حَلّ المُعضِلات وَكَشفِها

وَأَزمة التَقليد وَالأنفاذ

With his hands he solved knotty problems and unveiled them

And the crisis of stagnation and obstruction,

وَلَدي رَأيٌ مُحكَم سام عَلى

رَأَي المُلوك الثاقب النَفّاذ

And I have a sound opinion, lofty,

Beyond the penetrating view of kings,

حاشا بِأَن تَحكي السِهام بِداهة

مِن فكرة الوقاد في الأَغذاذ

Far be it that the arrows speak with ignorance

Of the thought of the guide among the thickets,

هُوَ مَلبسي النعم الَّتي اِستحوذتَها

مِن راحَتيهِ بِأَيما اِستحواذ

He is the clothes of bounty which I gained

From his comfort with whatever gain,

سَأَقدُّ مِن طَود القَريض مَدائِحاً

تَلقي إِلَيها الأَرض بِالأَفلاذ

I will lead the caravan of poetry with praises

Which the earth takes to with claws,

وَأَحوك نَظماً بِالثَناء كَأَنَّما

أَلفاظُهُ قَطع مِن الفُولاذ

And I will weave with eulogy verses as though

Their words are made of steel,

يَتَدفَق السحر الحَلال مموّهاً

مِن أَسطُر كَالصارم الهَذاذ

Lawful magic flows fluently, dissolving

From lines like the hissing sword,

أَبكار أَفكار غَدَت مُختالة

بِحلى البَلاغة لا بِوَشي اللّاذ

Chaste ideas became adorned

With the jewelry of eloquence, not with wretched patches,

وَأَزُفها لِجَناب فَياض النَدى

طامي العباب موطد الأَلواذ

And I present them to the overflowing spring of dew,

The heaping clouds, the affirmation of principles,

هِيَ لا عَدمتك بامتداحك قطعة

تَسمو لِأَعلى ذُروة وَتَحاذي

It did not fail you in your praise, a piece

That ascends to the highest peak and contends,

وَلانَت كفوٌ لا سِواكَ لِمثلِها

وَلانت عمرِ أَبيكَ خَير مَلاذ

And none competent but you for the like of it

And the age of your father the best refuge,

إِذ لَيسَ يَنجَح وَالنَوائب جَمة

إِلّا ببابك دَعوَة العَوّاذ

For none succeeds when calamities abound

Except by your door the pleading of the desperate.