وَلَم أَتَنَحَّلِ الأَشعارَ فيها

وَلَم أَتَنَحَّلِ الأَشعارَ فيها

وَلَم تُعجِزِنيَ المِدَحُ الجيادُ

وَلَم تُعجِزِنيَ المِدَحُ الجيادُ

And I did not pass off others’ verses as my own about her,

Nor did the verses in it come undone

Nor were fine poems of praise beyond my power.

Nor the praises of steeds leave me nonplussed