كَأَنَّ البِركَةَ الغَنّاءَ لَمّا

غَدَت بِالماءِ مُفعَمَةً تَموجُ

As if blessing itself when singing

Rose with water abundantly surging

وَقَد لاحَ الدُجى مَرآةَ قَينٍ

قَد اِنصَقَلَت وَمَقبِضُها الخَليجُ

And darkness appeared like a mirror of skill

That was burnished, its handle the gulf