1. وَفي كُلِّ شَيءٍ حينَ تُخبِرُ أَمرَهُ

    مَعايِبَ حَتّى البَدرُ أَكلَفُ أَسفَعُ

    In everything, when you probe its nature, lie

    flaws—even the full moon is mottled and dusk-stained.

  2. وَأَيُّ حُسامٍ لَيسَ يَنبو وَيَنثَني

    وَأَيُّ جَوادٍ لَيسَ يَكبو وَيَظلَعُ

    What keen-edged sword does not glance aside and bend?

    What noble steed does not stumble and go lame?