وَمُستَطيلٍ مِن بَني الكُتّابِ

وَمُستَطيلٍ مِن بَني الكُتّابِ

قَد ضَلَّ عَن مَسالِكِ الآدابِ

قَد ضَلَّ عَن مَسالِكِ الآدابِ

And an overbearing fellow from among the scribes

A pretentious writer whose ways are corrupt,

Has strayed from the paths of good manners;

Though proud of his work, to good manners abrupt;

وَهوَ عَلى ما فيهِ مِن إِعجابِ

وَهوَ عَلى ما فيهِ مِن إِعجابِ

أَشَدُّ تَطفيلاً مِنَ الذُبابِ

أَشَدُّ تَطفيلاً مِنَ الذُبابِ

And he, for all his self-admiration,

More bothersome he than a fly in one's soup,

Is more of a freeloader than flies.

This pest of a man with his self-granted troupe.