كأن يمينى حين حاولت بسطها

لتوديع إلفي والهوى يذرف الدمعا

My hand when I tried to extend it

To bid farewell to my friend as tears of passion flowed

يمين ابن عمران وقد حاول العصا

وقد جعلت تلك العصا حية تسعى

Was like the hand of the son of Imran when he tried his staff

And made that staff a living serpent gliding

وقائلة هل تملك الصبر بعدهم

فقلت لها لا والذي أخرج المرعى

It said to me, can you have patience after them?

I said to it, no, by Him who brought forth the pasture