وَلَرُبّما سَلَّتْ لنا من مائِها

سَيفاً وكانَ عَنِ النّواظِرِ مُغمَدا

Sometimes she offers us from her waters

A sword, though to the eyes concealed;

طَبَعَتهُ لُجِيّاً فَذابَت صَفَحةٌ

مِنهُ وَلَو جَمَدت لَكانَ مُهَنَّدا

Its steel is tempered keen by her,

And were it rigid, would be peeled.