1. يابن الحُسام الصَقيل جَوهَرَهُ

    أَنتَ معد لِكُل صَنديدِ

    O son of the sword whose steel is polished,

    You are ready for every valiant warrior.

  2. صَح بِكَ الدَهر لَيسَ فيهِ يَرى

    غَير فَتور بِأَعيُن الغيدِ

    Through you, the age is healed; one sees nothing in it

    But languor in the eyes of graceful women.