كمhow many عاذلٍa reproacher يغريincites وواشٍand a slanderer يتعبgrows weary
كم عاذلٍ يغري وواشٍ يتعب
ومراقبand a watcher بلrather خائفa fearful man يترَقبkeeps watch
ومراقب بل خائف يترَقب
How many a reproacher incites, and a slanderer grows weary,
And a watcher—rather, a fearful man—keeps watch.
فيin كلِّevery معنىًaspect منof صدودكyour rejection مهلكٌa deadly peril
في كلِّ معنىً من صدودك مهلكٌ
يحمىis guarded بهby it منfrom تبرِgold خدِّكyour cheek مطلبa sought-after prize
يحمى به من تبرِ خدِّك مطلب
In every aspect of your rejection lies a deadly peril,
By which a prize of your cheek’s gold is guarded.
أهواكَI love you مثلَlike هوىthe love of ابنson of يعقوبYa‘qub الثنَاpraise
أهواكَ مثلَ هوى ابن يعقوب الثنَا
فكأنَّso it is as though مرهبa source of dread to كلّevery عدلٍupright man مرغبan enticement
فكأنَّ مرهب كلّ عدلٍ مرغب
I love you as Ibn Ya‘qub loves praise;
So it is as though what frightens every upright man were alluring.
ياO قادماًone arriving والجودand generosity تلوfollowing ركابِهhis mounts
يا قادماً والجود تلو ركابِه
والعدلand justice يعشبgrows verdant ماas much as يشاءhe wills ويعجبand inspires wonder
والعدل يعشب ما يشاء ويعجب
O newcomer, with generosity following in your mounts’ wake,
And justice growing verdant at will, inspiring wonder.
ياO منone whom حمدتI have praised منfor الكتابةthe art of writing إنَّنيindeed I
يا من حمدت من الكتابة إنَّني
تملىare dictated مَعَاليهاits lofty merits عليَّto me وأكتبand I write
تملى مَعَاليها عليَّ وأكتب
O you whom I have praised for the art of writing—indeed, I
Have its lofty merits dictated to me, and I write.
لاmay not زلْتyou cease to be ذاpossessor of السِّرَّينِthe two secrets فيin ألقابهِhis titles
لا زلْت ذا السِّرَّينِ في ألقابهِ
هذاthis عطاa gift يخفىis concealed وهذاand this منصبan official post
هذا عطا يخفى وهذا منصب
May you ever be one whose titles hold two secrets:
One is a gift kept hidden, and the other an official post.
Sol 6.1