كأَن البَحْرَ مَيْدانٌ وفيه

من السُّفْن الَّتي تجري خيولُ

As though the sea's a race-course, where the ships -

swift coursers - speed, outpacing one another,

يطارد بعضُها بعضاً وليست

تَكِلُّ ولا لَهَا عَرَقٌ يَسيلُ

Nor ever sweating, even in the hottest noon,

Nor are their sinews slackened, nor muscles weakened.