أَراكَ وَأَنتَ نَبتُ اليَومِ تَمشي

بِشِعرِكَ فَوقَ هامِ الأَوَّلينا

I see you today, a sapling walking

With your hair above the days of yore

وَأوتيتَ النُبُوَّةَ في المَعاني

وَما دانَيتَ حَدَّ الأَربَعينا

You were granted prophecy in meanings

Yet not near forty years of age

فَزِن تاجَ الرِئاسَةِ بَعدَ سامي

كَما زانَت فَرائِدُهُ الجَبينا

So adorn the crown of leadership after the sublime

As its forelocks adorned the forehead

وَهَذا الصَولَجانُ فَكُن حَريصاً

عَلى مُلكِ القَريضِ وَكُن أَمينا

This is the royal mace so be watchful

Of the realm of poetry and be trustworthy

فَحَسبُكَ أَنَّ مُطرِيَكَ اِبنُ هاني

وَأَنَّكَ قَد غَدَوتَ لَهُ قَرينا

It suffices you that your rain cloud is Ibn Hani

And that you have become his companion