وما اسمٌ يعمُّ الحَزنَ والسَهلَ طَردُهُ

وفي قلبهِ قد ساغَ اكلُ البهائِمِ

And no name can dispel grief and banish it from the plains,

Though in his heart he finds the eating of beasts palatable,

وتصحيفُهُ مَثوىً وبِكرٌ مصونةٌ

وأَوراقُهُ تستيرُ عورة آدمِ

And his misspelling is a protected refuge and an untouched maiden,

And his pages conceal the nakedness of man,

وظرفُ مكانٍ والبغيض لأَنَّهُ

سجيَّتُهُ التفريقُ ضربةُ لازمِ

And circumstance of place, though odious because

His nature is separation, a binding blow.