لا غَرْوَ إِنْ نالَ مِنْكَ السُّقْمُ والضَّررُ

قَدْ تُكْسَفُ الشَّمْسُ لا بَلْ يُخْسَفُ القَمَرُ

No wonder if illness and harm befall you,

The sun itself may be eclipsed, let alone the moon.

يا غُرَّةَ القَمَرِ الذَّاوي غضارَتُها

فِداً لِنُورِكَ مِنِّي السَّمْعُ والبصَرُ

O you, whose waning moon-like beauty is fading,

My hearing and sight are sacrificed for your light.

إن يُمسِ جِسْمُكَ مَوْعوكاً بصالِيةٍ

فهكَذا يُوعكُ الضِّرغامَةُ الهَصِرُ

If your body is afflicted with some ailment,

So the sturdy pillars are shaken down.

أنتَ الحُسامُ فإنْ تُفللْ مَضارِبُهُ

فقبْلهُ مَا يُفلُّ الصَّارِمُ الذَّكَرُ

You are the sword, if its strokes fail to hit,

It is still not what the sharp blade fails to do.

رُوحٌ مِنَ المَجْد في جُثمان مَكرُمَةٍ

كأنَّما الصُّبْحُ مِنْ خَدَّيْهِ يَنْفجِرُ

A spirit of glory in a revered body,

As though the dawn were bursting through his cheeks.

لَو غالَ مَجْلودَهُ شَيءٌ سِوى قَدَرٍ

أكْبَرْتُ ذَاكَ وَلكِنْ غالَهُ القَدَرُ

Had anything made it suffer save destiny,

I would denounce that, but destiny made it suffer.