بُنيَّ إياكَ ونظمَ الشعرِ

فإنهُ بالعلماءِ يُزري

My son, beware of composing poetry,

For with scholars it is scorned.

واللهِ لولا شهرتي وذكري

بالعلمِ كان الشعرُ حطُّ قدري

By God, were it not for my fame and renown

For knowledge, poetry would demean my worth.