1. نَزَلتَ عَنِ الكُمَيتِ إِلى كُمَيتٍ

    أَلا بِئسَ الخَليفَةُ وَالبَديلُ

    You dismounted from the bay steed for dark-red wine.

    Ah, what a wretched successor and substitute!

  2. ظَلَمتَ بِها حِجاكَ بِغَيرِ ذَنبٍ

    فَخَف إِنَّ العُقولَ لَها سَديلُ

    With it you wronged your reason, though it was blameless.

    So beware, for minds have a veil.