1. By my life, though al-Junayd’s caravan has loaded up and departed

    for Syria from Marr, and its mounts have gone,

  2. the Syria-bound riders have indeed left behind them

    a young Ghatafani whose side is grievously wounded—

  3. a youth who used to ride by night against the foe, as though

    his battalions, each day, were flights of sandgrouse,

  4. and who seemed the full moon beneath his banner

    whenever he marched with an army and his companies marched forth.

Sol 6.1