شعر للمؤلف في الهيبة  وها أنا أقول في الهيبة يا من يجرّد من بصيرته... تحت الحوادث صارم العزم رعت العدوّ فما مثلت له... إلا تفزّع منك في الحلم أضحى لك التّدبير مطّردا... مثل اطّراد الفعل للإسم رفع الحسود إليك ناظره... فرآك مطّلعا مع النّجم
Verses by the author on awe And here I say on awe O you who, from his insight, unsheathes The sharp sword of determination in events, You frightened the enemy; whenever you appeared to him, He was scared by you in his dream. Discretion on your part has become a regular happening Like the regularity of the verb following the noun. The jealous envier raised his eyes to you And saw you rising with the stars