رآكhe saw you تحبyou love السجعrhymed prose حتىto the point that تظنهyou think it
رآك تحب السجع حتى تظنه
هوit الحسنbeauty لاnot ماwhat جاءcame منfrom جودةexcellence الطبعnatural talent
هو الحسن لا ما جاء من جودة الطبع
He saw you loved rhymed prose so much that you thought it
Beauty itself—not what springs from a fine natural gift.
فثقلso he burdened منthrough صفعslapping بسجعwith rhymed prose وماand did not درىknow
فثقل من صفع بسجع وما درى
بأنthat أجلthe finest السجعrhymed prose ماwhat خفfalls lightly فيon السمعthe ear
بأن أجل السجع ما خف في السمع
So he weighed you down with slaps of rhymed prose, not knowing
That the finest rhymed prose falls lightly on the ear.