بِكَ قَدْ تَيمَّنتِ المُلوكُ الصِّيدُ

إذْ حَيْثُ سِرْتَ تَيسَّرَ المَقْصُودُ

With you, hunting became auspicious for kings

As wherever you went, the sought became easy

يُخفي بَياضُ الثَّلْجِ عَنْكَ مَسَالِكاً

كَانَتْ كُفايتَها اللَّيالي السُّودُ

The whiteness of snow hides paths from you

Yet the dark nights sufficed as guides

وَبَدا جَبِينُكَ في الدُّجَى فَكأَنَّهُ

فِيهنَّ مِن فَلَقِ الصَّباحِ عَمُودُ

And your forehead shone in the gloom as though

In it columns of dawn's cleavage stood

مَا بَيْنَ أَوْدِيَةٍ وَبَيْنَ شَوَاهِقٍ

لِلخيلِ مُنْحدِرٌ بِها وَصُعُودُ

Between valleys and towering heights

For horses, a descending and ascending road

قَدْ أَقْسَمَتْ أَكُوَارُها وَسُرُوجُها

لا سَارَ في ظَهْرٍ بِمثْلِكَ عُودُ

Their waterskins and saddles swore

None ever rode a back like yours