وَلِمّا بَدا جَعفَر في الخَمي

سِ بَينَ المطلّ وَبَين العَروسِ

When Ja'far appeared at the auspicious hour

Between the bride and groom in the bridal bower

بَدا لابِسا بهما حُلّة

أُزيلَت بِها طالِعات النحوسِ

He seemed to wear a robe that fortune blessed

Which banished every omen of distress

وَلمّا بَدا بَينَ أَحبابه

وُلاةِ العُهود وَعزّ النفوسِ

When midst his friends, the lords of high degree

The flower of men, most gen'rous, brave and free

غَدا قَمراً بَينَ أَقمارِهِ

وَشَمساً مكلَّلَة بِالشموسِ

He shone a moon 'mid lesser moons around

A sun with gleaming rays of glory crowned

بِإيقاد نار وَإِطفائِها

وَيَومٍ أَنيق وَيَومٍ عَبوسِ

Now with joy's torch the wedding feast he graced

Now grieved when mirth gave place to sorrow's waste