عجباً لقوم يحسدون فضائلي

ما بين غيابي إلى عذالي

How strange are those who envy my virtues

In my absence till my return

عتبوا على فضلي وذموا حكمتي

واستوحشوا من نقصهم وكمالي

They blamed my merit and condemned my wisdom

And felt lonesome in their deficiency and my perfection

إني وكيدهم وما عتبوا به

كالطود يحقر نطحة الأوعال

I and their plots and what they blamed

Are like a mountain belittling the butting of lambs

وإذا الفتى عرف الرشاد لنفسه

هانت عليه ملامة الجهال

And when a young man knows guidance for himself

The blame of the ignorant becomes trivial to him