أَيُّ حُسنٍ لِلبَدرِ غَطّى تَلالي
هِ سَحابٌ إِذا عَلاهُ سَحابهُ
What beauty has the full moon, its radiance veiled
by a cloud, when its cloud rises above it?
فَتحُ بابِ العَلاءِ صَعبٌ عَلى مَن
دونَ وَفدِ الثَناءِ أُغلِقَ بابُه
Opening the gate of eminence is hard for one
whose gate is closed to the delegation of praise.
لَيسَ مِن دونِيَ الحِجابُ عَلى المَر
ءِ وَلَكِن دونَ المَعالي حِجابُه
A man's curtain is not a barrier against me;
rather, his curtain stands between him and lofty honors.
Sol 6.1