وَكَم خَبطَة مِن فَحمة لدُجُنَّة

وَكَم خَبطَة مِن فَحمة لدُجُنَّة

وَحمرة وَهّاج عَن الصَيف حاجم

وَحمرة وَهّاج عَن الصَيف حاجم

And how many a stroke of a dark night’s coal-blackness,

And how many a blind stumble in the charcoal of deep gloom,

And the redness of a blazing sun retreating from summer.

And the redness of a blazing lion, recoiling from the sword.