1. تَشاهَقنَ لَمّا أَن رَأَينَ بِمَفرِقي

    بَياضاً كَأَنَّ الشَيبَ عِندي مِنَ البِدَع

    They gasped when they saw at the parting of my hair

    Whiteness—as though gray hair on me were some novelty.

  2. وَقُلنَ عَهِدنا فَوقَ عاتِقِ ذا الفَتى

    رِداءً مِنَ الحَوكِ الرَقيقِ فَما صَنَع

    And they said, 'We remember upon this young man's shoulder

    A cloak of delicate weave—what has he done with it?'

  3. وَلَم أَرَ عَضباً عيبَ مِنهُ صِقالُهُ

    وَكانَ حَبيباً لِلقُلوبِ عَلى الطَبَع

    Nor have I seen a keen sword faulted for its polish,

    Yet dear to hearts while rusted.

  4. وَقالوا غُلامٌ زَيَّنَ الشَيبُ رَأسَهُ

    فَبُعداً لِرَأسٍ زانَهُ الشَيبُ وَالنَزَع

    And they said, 'A youth—gray hair has adorned his head!'

    Then away with a head adorned by gray hair and a receding hairline!

  5. تَسَلّى الغَواني عَنهُ مِن بَعدِ صَبوَةٍ

    وَما أَبعَدَ النَبتَ الهَشيمَ مِنَ النُجَع

    The beauties have ceased to yearn for him after their infatuation;

    And how far withered herbage is from the quest for pasture!

  6. وَكُنَّ يُخَرِّقنَ السُجوفَ إِذا بَدا

    فَصِرنَ يُرَقِّعنَ الحُروقَ إِذا طَلَع

    And they used to tear the curtains whenever he appeared,

    But now they patch the rents whenever he comes into view.