وَلَقَدْ شَفَى نَفْسِي وَأَذْهَبَ سُقْمَهَا قِيلُ الْفَوَارِسِ وَيْكَ عَنْتَرَ أَقْدِمِ
The riders’ cry, “Come on, ʿAntar, advance!” relieved my spirit and dispelled its affliction.
Shafā and adh-haba suqmahā portray emotional relief as a cure. Qīl al-fawāris is the riders’ utterance; aqdim is an imperative to advance. The external cry transforms the speaker’s inner distress into renewed determination.