سَلامٌa greeting of peace كَنَشرِlike the fragrance of الرَوضِthe garden غِبَّafter تَبَسُّمٍa smile
سَلامٌ كَنَشرِ الرَوضِ غِبَّ تَبَسُّمٍ
عَلىupon رَبعكمyour dwelling مَغنىthe abode of الهَوىlove المُتَقَدِّمِof old
عَلى رَبعكم مَغنى الهَوى المُتَقَدِّمِ
A greeting like a garden's fragrance after it smiles,
Peace like the blossoming of meadows with a smile's radiance,
Upon your dwelling, the abode of love of old,
Upon your abode the love song advances,
عَلىupon مَعهَدٍan old haunt لَمnot تُبقِhas left مِنهُof it يَدُthe hand of النَوىseparation
عَلى مَعهَدٍ لَم تُبقِ مِنهُ يَدُ النَوى
سِوىexcept دمنَةٍa ruined campsite مِنfrom عَهدِكُمyour days لَمnot تُكلَمِbe scarred
سِوى دمنَةٍ مِن عَهدِكُم لَم تُكلَمِ
Upon a haunt where separation's hand has left
Upon a pact no hands but time’s remains
Only an unscarred vestige of your stay.
Save some ruins from your days that have no voice.
وَجادَتand may it rain generously لَهُupon it حَيثُwhere الدِيارُthe dwellings فَسيحَةٌare spacious
وَجادَت لَهُ حَيثُ الدِيارُ فَسيحَةٌ
سَحابَةُa cloud عَهدٍof old acquaintance عَهدُهاits faithfulness لَمnever يُذمَمِwas faulted
سَحابَةُ عَهدٍ عَهدُها لَم يُذمَمِ
May it be drenched, where the dwellings spread wide,
Where the homes sprawled freely it was generous,
By a cloud of old acquaintance whose faithfulness was never faulted.
A time whose pact no flaw yet stains.
وَخصَّتand may it favor مَغانيthe haunts اللَهوِof pleasure مِنهُwithin it وَألبِسَتand may be clothed
وَخصَّت مَغاني اللَهوِ مِنهُ وَألبِسَت
مَعالِمهُits landmarks بُرديthe two cloaks of شَبابٍyouth وَأَنغُمِand melodies
مَعالِمهُ بُردي شَبابٍ وَأَنغُمِ
May it favor the haunts of pleasure there, and may
It adorned the joys of play and dressed
Its landmarks be clothed in the twin robes of youth and song.
Its features in the cloak of youth and tunes.
وَحَيّاand may greet إِلَهُthe God العَرشِof the Throne قاطِنَthe dweller in رَبعِهِits quarter
وَحَيّا إِلَهُ العَرشِ قاطِنَ رَبعِهِ
وَإِنand even if كانَhe is لاnot يَرعىcherish وِدادَthe affection مُتَيّمِof a love-enslaved man
وَإِن كانَ لا يَرعى وِدادَ مُتَيّمِ
May the Lord of the Throne greet the dweller in its quarter,
And praised the Lord of the Throne who dwells in its precincts
Even though he does not cherish a devoted lover's affection.
Though he does not heed a pining lover's love.
تَحِيَّةَthe greeting of صَبٍّa lovesick man كُلَّماwhenever ذُكِرَis mentioned الغَضاal-Ghada (ghada groves)
تَحِيَّةَ صَبٍّ كُلَّما ذُكِرَ الغَضا
رَمىit casts بَينَbetween جَنبَيهِhis two sides بِجَمرٍwith embers مُضَرَّمِfiercely kindled
رَمى بَينَ جَنبَيهِ بِجَمرٍ مُضَرَّمِ
With a lovesick man's greeting: whenever al-Ghada is recalled,
A morning greeting whenever the past is recalled
It casts fiercely burning embers between his ribs.
He hurls a flaming ember between his ribs.
يَحِنُّhe yearns لِهاتيكَfor those yonder الدِيارِdwellings وَأَهلِهاand their people
يَحِنُّ لِهاتيكَ الدِيارِ وَأَهلِها
حَنينَwith the yearning of مَشُوقٍone filled with longing نازِحِfar from الدارِhome مُغرَمِenslaved by love
حَنينَ مَشُوقٍ نازِحِ الدارِ مُغرَمِ
He yearns for those dwellings and their people,
Yearning for those homes and folk
With the yearning of one longing, far from home and love-stricken.
The longing of one enamored, emigrant from his land.
يَروحُhe goes at evening عَلىamid بُرحthe severity of الهُمومcares وَيَغتَديand goes at dawn
يَروحُ عَلى بُرح الهُموم وَيَغتَدي
بِمَفلُوذَةٍwith a piece of liver حَرّىburning وَقَلبٍand a heart مُقَسَّمِtorn apart
بِمَفلُوذَةٍ حَرّى وَقَلبٍ مُقَسَّمِ
He goes at evening amid the anguish of cares, and goes at dawn
Roaming in the wastes of cares, writhing
With a burning liver and a heart torn apart.
With a flaming, fragmented heart.
وَيَذكُرهُand reminds him القُمريُّthe turtledove بِالأَيكِin the grove ساحِقاًfar away
وَيَذكُرهُ القُمريُّ بِالأَيكِ ساحِقاً
زَمانَthe days of الصِباyouth مِنfrom شَرخِهِhis prime المُتَقَدِّمِof old
زَمانَ الصِبا مِن شَرخِهِ المُتَقَدِّمِ
The turtledove in the grove reminds him, from afar,
And the Moon-like one recalls it with the ruin, crushing
Of youthful days, of his earliest prime,
The days of youth from its advancing fissure.
وَرَقراقِand the shimmering of عَيشٍa life راقَthat delighted حُسناًin beauty وَنَضرَةًand freshness
وَرَقراقِ عَيشٍ راقَ حُسناً وَنَضرَةً
بِأَفياءِin the shades of شَرخٍyouthful prime قَدindeed ضَفاgrew abundant فيin تَنَعُّمِluxury
بِأَفياءِ شَرخٍ قَد ضَفا في تَنَعُّمِ
And the shimmer of a life that charmed with beauty and freshness,
And the genteel life that was beautiful and fresh
In the shade of a prime overflowing with ease,
With the flowing of an imagining poured in bliss.
وَظِلِّand the shade of شَبابٍyouth كانَthat was يَندىglistening غَضارَةًwith freshness
وَظِلِّ شَبابٍ كانَ يَندى غَضارَةً
وَوَشيand the brocade of رِداءٍa robe رَيعانُهُits first bloom لَمnever يُنَمنَمِwas finely embroidered
وَوَشي رِداءٍ رَيعانُهُ لَم يُنَمنَمِ
And the shade of youth that glistened with luxuriance,
And the shade of youth which glistened with green
And a robe's rich pattern, its first bloom never embroidered.
And a cloak whose prime did not turn bleak.
طَوىfolded up بُردهُits cloak كَرّthe recurrence of الجَديدينِnight and day مِثلَlike ماthe way that
طَوى بُردهُ كَرّ الجَديدينِ مِثلَ ما
طَوىfolded away وُدّthe love of مَنthe one أَهواهI love عَنّيfrom me لُوّميmy reproachers
طَوى وُدّ مَن أَهواه عَنّي لُوّمي
The cycling of night and day folded up its cloak, just as
He folded his love like the bending of the lithe ones
My reproachers folded my beloved's affection away from me.
As he folded his love for her who blames and assails me.
وَرُبَّand many a صَديقٍfriend قَدindeed نَعِمتُI delighted بِقُربِهِin his nearness
وَرُبَّ صَديقٍ قَد نَعِمتُ بِقُربِهِ
زَماناًfor a time وَجَفنُwhile the eyelid الدَهرِof Time عَنto وُدِّناour affection عَميwas blind
زَماناً وَجَفنُ الدَهرِ عَن وُدِّنا عَمي
Many a friend whose nearness I enjoyed
And many a friend I delighted to be near
For a time, while Time's eyelid was blind to our affection.
For years while time unknitted our bond.
تَدورُrevolve شُموسُthe suns of الراحِwine بَينيbetween me وَبَينَهand between him
تَدورُ شُموسُ الراحِ بَيني وَبَينَه
بِمَجلِسٍin a gathering of أُنسcompanionship فيamong نَدامىdrinking companions كَأَنجُمِlike stars
بِمَجلِسٍ أُنس في نَدامى كَأَنجُمِ
The suns of wine revolved between me and him,
Suns of comfort revolved between me and him
In a gathering of companionship, amid drinking companions like stars,
In companionship whose intimacy rivaled stars.
إِلىuntil أَنthat رَمَتناshot at us الحادِثاتmisfortunes بِأَسهُمٍwith arrows
إِلى أَن رَمَتنا الحادِثات بِأَسهُمٍ
وَأَقفَرَand became deserted رَبعيmy dwelling مِنof هَواهhis love وَمَعلَميand my familiar haunt
وَأَقفَرَ رَبعي مِن هَواه وَمَعلَمي
Until misfortunes shot their arrows at us,
Till misfortunes struck us with their arrows
And my dwelling and familiar haunt lay empty of his love.
And my home was emptied of his love and sign.
طَوَتswept away شَخصَهُhis person عَنّيfrom me اللَياليthe nights وَأَسأَرَتand left behind
طَوَت شَخصَهُ عَنّي اللَيالي وَأَسأَرَت
بِقَلبيin my heart عَقابيلُthe lingering effects of السقامِsickness المُحكَمِfirmly established
بِقَلبي عَقابيلُ السقامِ المُحكَمِ
The nights swept his presence from me and left
The nights stole him from me and imprisoned
In my heart the lingering effects of deep-rooted sickness.
My heart with shackles of lasting sickness.
وَهَلand am أَناI إِلّاanything but رَبُّthe possessor of نَفسٍa soul معارةٍlent
وَهَل أَنا إِلّا رَبُّ نَفسٍ معارةٍ
وَقَلبٍand a heart مُعارٍlent لِلجَوىto burning grief وَالتَألُّمِand pain
وَقَلبٍ مُعارٍ لِلجَوى وَالتَألُّمِ
What am I but the possessor of a soul on loan,
Can I be other than the soul’s uneasy lord,
And a heart lent to burning grief and pain?
A heart discomforted by ardour and torment?
وَمِمّاand among what شَجانيgrieved me وَالحَوادِثُwhile misfortunes جَمَّةٌare many
وَمِمّا شَجاني وَالحَوادِثُ جَمَّةٌ
تَغَيُّرُthe changing of دَهرٍa Time فيover الكِرامthe noble مُحكَّمِgiven authority
تَغَيُّرُ دَهرٍ في الكِرام مُحكَّمِ
Among my griefs—and misfortunes are many—
And of what has pained me, many an incident,
Was the change of a Time given dominion over the noble,
Is how time changes with men of honour.
وَجَورُand the injustice of أَخٍa brother يُبديwho displays التَجَنّيunfounded accusations وَيَنثَنيand turns
وَجَورُ أَخٍ يُبدي التَجَنّي وَيَنثَني
عَلَيَّupon me بِلَومٍwith reproach وَالكِتابwhile correspondence مُحَرّمِis forbidden
عَلَيَّ بِلَومٍ وَالكِتاب مُحَرّمِ
And a brother's injustice: he makes false accusations and turns
And a brother’s tyranny who shows enmity,
Upon me with blame, while correspondence is forbidden.
Berating me with blame while friendship is inviolate.
فَياso O أَيُّهاyou الجانيwrongdoer وَنَسأَلُهُyet we ask him for الرِضاgoodwill
فَيا أَيُّها الجاني وَنَسأَلُهُ الرِضا
تَرَفَّقbe gentle عَلىwith صَبٍّa lovesick man بِبَينِكَby your parting قَدalready رُميhas been struck
تَرَفَّق عَلى صَبٍّ بِبَينِكَ قَد رُمي
O wrongdoer, whose goodwill we nevertheless seek,
So O you who have wronged me, we ask you make peace
Be gentle with a lover stricken by your parting.
Show mercy to one whose tears have been shed.
وَأَصغِand listen إِلىto عَتبِthe reproach of الصَديقِa friend فَرُبَّماfor perhaps
وَأَصغِ إِلى عَتبِ الصَديقِ فَرُبَّما
أَعادَrestores عِتابٌa reproach خُلّةَthe friendship of المُتَصَرِّمِthe one who breaks away
أَعادَ عِتابٌ خُلّةَ المُتَصَرِّمِ
Listen to a friend's reproach, for perhaps
And heed the reproach of a friend, for admonishment
A rebuke may restore the friendship of one who breaks away.
May restore the bond of one grown separate.
فَهاso here قَدindeed بَسَطتُI have laid out العَتبَthe reproach فَاِسمَعso hear هَديّةًa gift
فَها قَد بَسَطتُ العَتبَ فَاِسمَع هَديّةً
وَأَودَعتُهُand I lodged it in سِلكَthe string of الجُمانِpearls المُنَظّمِwell-arranged
وَأَودَعتُهُ سِلكَ الجُمانِ المُنَظّمِ
Here I have unfolded my reproach; hear it as a gift,
So I have expressed my displeasure, now listen to advice
And threaded it upon a string of ordered pearls.
That I have placed in verse’s figurative stratum.
لَقَدindeed كُنتُI was قَبلَbefore الآنِnow جَلداًsteadfast عَلىagainst النَوىseparation
لَقَد كُنتُ قَبلَ الآنِ جَلداً عَلى النَوى
أَبِيّاًproudly unyielding وَلَمand not أَربعdid I linger عَلىat رَسمa trace مُعلَمِmarked out
أَبِيّاً وَلَم أَربع عَلى رَسم مُعلَمِ
Before now I was steadfast against separation,
I used to be, before now, hardy in friendship
Unbending, never stopping at a marked-out ruin.
Disdainful, not conforming to old pacts.
عَلىalthough أَنَّنيI لاnot غالِبُone who overpowers الرَأيِjudgment بِالهَوىwith passion
عَلى أَنَّني لا غالِبُ الرَأيِ بِالهَوى
وَلاnor قائِلٌone who says لِلشَوقِof longing إِنif ضَلَّit strays يَحلُمِit is judicious
وَلا قائِلٌ لِلشَوقِ إِن ضَلَّ يَحلُمِ
Yet I am not one to subdue judgment with passion,
Though I cannot resist love’s opinions with passion
Nor call longing wise when it goes astray.
Nor curb longing if it strays beyond dreams.
أَروحُI go at evening بِأَثوابِin garments of العَفافِchastity مُسَربَلاclothed
أَروحُ بِأَثوابِ العَفافِ مُسَربَلا
وَأَغدوand I go at dawn بِحلمٍwith forbearance مِثلَlike طَودِa mountain يَلَملَمِYalamlam
وَأَغدو بِحلمٍ مِثلَ طَودِ يَلَملَمِ
I go at evening clothed in garments of chastity,
I walk in raiments of probity, robed
And at dawn bear forbearance like Mount Yalamlam.
With forbearance like a bending branch unshakeable.
وَإِنand if نَكَرتنيdisowned me خلَّةٌa friendship أَوor نَكرتُهاI disowned it
وَإِن نَكَرتني خلَّةٌ أَو نَكرتُها
رَحلتُI departed إلىto أُخرىanother بِغَيرِwithout تَنَدُّمِregret
رَحلتُ إلى أُخرى بِغَيرِ تَنَدُّمِ
If a friendship disowned me, or I disowned it,
And if we fall out, I move to another
I moved on to another without regret.
Without remorse or memories that disturb.
فَبدّلَنيthen exchanged for me بالعِزِّin place of honor ذُلّاًhumiliation هَواكُمُlove for you
فَبدّلَني بالعِزِّ ذُلّاً هَواكُمُ
وَلاعجُand the burning anguish of شَوقٍlonging مِنfrom نَعيمٍbliss مُخَيّمِabiding
وَلاعجُ شَوقٍ مِن نَعيمٍ مُخَيّمِ
But love for you exchanged my honor for abasement,
But your love debased me,
And burning longing displaced abiding bliss.
Distracted by passion’s bliss gone bleak.
أَقولُI say إِذاwhen نامَsleeps الخليُّthe carefree one وَلَمand not أَنَمI sleep
أَقولُ إِذا نامَ الخليُّ وَلَم أَنَم
عَلىupon حَرّthe heat of وَقدٍa blaze لِلضُلوعِagainst the ribs مُقَوَّمِraised upright
عَلى حَرّ وَقدٍ لِلضُلوعِ مُقَوَّمِ
I say, when the carefree one sleeps and I do not,
I say, as my friend sleeps and I do not,
Upon the heat of a blaze raised against my ribs:
On the glowing embers of ribs made fragile:
خَليليّmy two friends ماwhat لِلخلِّails the friend قَدalready حالَhas changed وُدُّهُhis affection
خَليليّ ما لِلخلِّ قَد حالَ وُدُّهُ
وَوُدِّيwhile my affection عَلىover طُولِthe length of المَدىtime لَمnot يُصرّمِhas been severed
وَوُدِّي عَلى طُولِ المَدى لَم يُصرّمِ
My two friends, what ails my friend, that his affection has changed,
My friend, why has our pact faded
While mine, through all this time, has never been severed?
While my love remains, however long, inviolate?
أَغَيّرَهُhas it changed him? صَرفُthe vicissitude of الزِمانِTime أَمِor اِرعَوىhas he turned
أَغَيّرَهُ صَرفُ الزِمانِ أَمِ اِرعَوى
إِلىto وَشيِthe slander of واشٍa slanderer أَمor مَقالspeech مُنَمنَمِfinely embellished
إِلى وَشيِ واشٍ أَم مَقال مُنَمنَمِ
Has Time's vicissitude changed him, or has he turned
Did time’s progress change it, or did he incline
To a slanderer's whispers, or an artfully embroidered tale?
To another’s love, or an unstable, unsound saying?
فَياso O مُنتَهىthe utmost reach of الآمالِhopes ياO غايَةَthe goal of المُنىwishes
فَيا مُنتَهى الآمالِ يا غايَةَ المُنى
وَنُزهَةَand the delight of نَفسِthe soul of الصَبِّthe lovesick man ياO ذاpossessor of التَكرُّمِgenerosity
وَنُزهَةَ نَفسِ الصَبِّ يا ذا التَكرُّمِ
O utmost reach of hopes, O goal of every wish,
O ultimate hope, O joy of the soul
Delight of the lovesick soul, O generous one!
O noble one of generosity abounding!
لَكَfor you اللَهُGod فيconcerning صَبٍّa lovesick man أَضَرَّhas harmed بِحالِهِhis condition
لَكَ اللَهُ في صَبٍّ أَضَرَّ بِحالِهِ
بِعادٌseparation لَهُwhich has فيin قَلبِهِhis heart فِعلُthe effect of لِهذَمِa sharp spearhead
بِعادٌ لَهُ في قَلبِهِ فِعلُ لِهذَمِ
God be with you concerning a lover whose plight is harmed
May God favour a smitten soul
By separation, which works in his heart like a keen spearhead.
Whose heart has no ally but thoughts of you.
مُقيمٌsteadfast عَلىin رَعيِobserving الذِمامthe bonds of honor وَطالَand long has it been ماthat
مُقيمٌ عَلى رَعيِ الذِمام وَطالَ ما
غَذاكَhe nourished you with لِبانَthe milk of الوُدِّlove غَيرَnot مُذَمَّمِblameworthy
غَذاكَ لِبانَ الوُدِّ غَيرَ مُذَمَّمِ
Steadfast in keeping the bond, he has long
Remaining by enduring fidelity’s tether
Nourished you with love's milk, free from blame.
You were fed only unsoured affection.
صَفَتproved pure مِنهُfrom him أَخلاقٌvirtues لَدَيكَbefore you خَليقَةٌworthy
صَفَت مِنهُ أَخلاقٌ لَدَيكَ خَليقَةٌ
بِحُسنِof fine ثَناءٍpraise مِنfrom فَصيحٍan eloquent speaker وَأَعجَمِand an inarticulate one
بِحُسنِ ثَناءٍ مِن فَصيحٍ وَأَعجَمِ
His virtues have proved pure before you, deserving
From you, manners were distilled, with you a nature
Of fine praise from eloquent and inarticulate alike.
Was praised in fair words of eloquent Arab and foreigner.
كَزَهرِlike the flowers of الرُباthe hills قَدindeed فَتَّحَتهُhas opened them يَدُthe hand of الصَباthe east wind
كَزَهرِ الرُبا قَد فَتَّحَتهُ يَدُ الصَبا
وَجَرَّتand it trailed عَلَيهِover it ذَيلَهاits hem فيin تَبَسُّمِa smile
وَجَرَّت عَلَيهِ ذَيلَها في تَبَسُّمِ
Like hillside flowers opened by the east wind's hand,
Like a chamomile flower opened by the dawn’s hand
As it trailed its hem across them in a smile.
Brushing it with its trailing hem in a smile.
وَراعَand safeguard لَهُfor him حُسنthe beauty of الوِدادِaffection وَإِنand even if نَباgrows harsh
وَراعَ لَهُ حُسن الوِدادِ وَإِن نَبا
زَمانٌTime وَلاand do not تَسمَعlisten to مَقالَةَthe words of مُجرِمِa wrongdoer
زَمانٌ وَلا تَسمَع مَقالَةَ مُجرِمِ
Honor for him the beauty of affection, even if
It heeded the goodness of love, and should enmity
Time grows harsh; do not heed a wrongdoer's words.
Rise one day, you’d hear no criminal’s talk.
أُعيذُكَI seek protection for you مِمَّنfrom one about whom قالَsaid فيin وَصفِdescribing شَأنِهِhis conduct
أُعيذُكَ مِمَّن قالَ في وَصفِ شَأنِهِ
أَديبٌa man of letters لَهُwho has فيin الشعرِpoetry فَضلُthe distinction of تَقَدُّمِprecedence
أَديبٌ لَهُ في الشعرِ فَضلُ تَقَدُّمِ
I seek protection for you from one whose ways were described
I seek refuge for you from one who says your affair
By a man of letters preeminent in poetry:
Is a literary man excelling others in verse.
إِذاwhen ساءَis evil فِعلُthe conduct of المَرءِa man ساءَتturn evil ظُنونُهُhis suspicions
إِذا ساءَ فِعلُ المَرءِ ساءَت ظُنونُهُ
وَصَدّقand he believes ماwhat يَعتادُهُrepeatedly besets him مِنof تَوَهُّمِdelusion
وَصَدّق ما يَعتادُهُ مِن تَوَهُّمِ
When a man's deeds are evil, his suspicions turn evil,
When someone’s actions are base, so are his opinions,
And he believes the delusions that habitually beset him;
And he believes the suspicions he imagines.
وَعادىand he becomes hostile to مُحِبّيهِthose who love him بِقَولِbecause of the words of عداتِهِhis enemies
وَعادى مُحِبّيهِ بِقَولِ عداتِهِ
وَأَصبَحand he comes to be فيin شَكٍّdoubt مِنَof اللَيلِnight مُظلِمِdark
وَأَصبَح في شَكٍّ مِنَ اللَيلِ مُظلِمِ
He makes enemies of those who love him at his enemies' word,
He turns against his loving friends with his hostility
And finds himself in doubt as dark as night.
And wakes in darkest doubt from the night.
تَذَكّرremember رَعاكَmay He preserve you اللَهُGod سابِقَthe former خلّةٍfriendship
تَذَكّر رَعاكَ اللَهُ سابِقَ خلّةٍ
وَلاحِقand the later عَهدٍcovenant بِالقِلىby aversion لَمnot يُهَدّمِhas been demolished
وَلاحِق عَهدٍ بِالقِلى لَم يُهَدّمِ
Remember—may God preserve you—our former friendship,
Recall, may God shepherd you, previous comrades
And the later covenant, not demolished by aversion.
And later ones whose hearts are bound in amity.
جَحَدتَyou denied وَلاءًthe loyalty مِنof وَلِيٍّa friend غَداwho came to have لَهُfor him
جَحَدتَ وَلاءً مِن وَلِيٍّ غَدا لَهُ
عَلىover كُلِّevery مَولىًally فيكَregarding you فَضلُthe distinction of المُقَدَّمِone given precedence
عَلى كُلِّ مَولىً فيكَ فَضلُ المُقَدَّمِ
You denied the loyalty of a friend who has gained
You disavowed a loyal ally, though for him
Precedence over every other ally in devotion to you.
You are preferred over all who love you early.
وَأَنكَرتُand I denied مِنهُfrom him الوُدَّthe affection يُزهىis radiant نَضارَةًin freshness
وَأَنكَرتُ مِنهُ الوُدَّ يُزهى نَضارَةً
وَأَقبلتَهُand you faced him with صَدرَthe point of الحُسامِthe sharp sword المُصَمَّمِcutting clean through
وَأَقبلتَهُ صَدرَ الحُسامِ المُصَمَّمِ
And I denied his affection, radiant in its freshness,
I denied his unspoiled love which glistens with freshness
And you faced him with the point of a sword that cuts clean through.
And you faced the keen swords with steadfastness.
فَمَهلاًso gently عَلِيَّO exalted in القَدرِrank ياO مَنone who بِحُبِّهِthrough love for him
فَمَهلاً عَلِيَّ القَدرِ يا مَن بِحُبِّهِ
نَفوزُwe shall win غَداًtomorrow مِنfrom ذيthe Possessor of الجَلالMajesty بِمَغنَمِwith a prize
نَفوزُ غَداً مِن ذي الجَلال بِمَغنَمِ
Gently, O exalted in rank, O you through whose love
Patience with my fate, O you whose love
We shall win tomorrow a prize from the Lord of Majesty.
Gains us reward from the Majestic Sovereign!
أَتَجحَدdo you deny? مَنthe one who والاكَhas remained loyal to you وَالرَبعُwhile the dwelling شاسِعٌis far away
أَتَجحَد مَن والاكَ وَالرَبعُ شاسِعٌ
لعاًmay you rise again لَكfor you هَلis? هَذاthis فعالُthe conduct of مُكَرّمِan honored man
لعاً لَك هَل هَذا فعالُ مُكَرّمِ
Do you disown one who kept faith with you, though your dwellings lie far apart?
Do you disavow an ally while the expanse is vast?
May you rise again! Is this the conduct of an honored man?
Shame on you! Is this the work of one noble?
أَعدrestore ماwhat مَضىhas passed يَوماًone day إِلَيهِto him لَعَلّهُso perhaps it
أَعد ما مَضى يَوماً إِلَيهِ لَعَلّهُ
يَريشُmay feather العَواريthe bare ones مِنamong نِباليmy arrows وَأَسهُميand my shafts
يَريشُ العَواري مِن نِبالي وَأَسهُمي
Restore to him one day what has passed, that perhaps it
Restore for me one day to it, perhaps
May feather the bare shafts among my arrows and darts.
It will ward off the arrows of my attack.
وَإِنand if لَمnot يَكُنthere is فيin غَورِthe depth of وُدِّكَyour affection مَطمَعٌany hope
وَإِن لَم يَكُن في غَورِ وُدِّكَ مَطمَعٌ
وَهَبّتand blows لَهُupon it النَكباءُthe crosswind بِالبينِwith separation تَرتَميhurling itself
وَهَبّت لَهُ النَكباءُ بِالبينِ تَرتَمي
If no hope remains in the depths of your affection,
And if the bosom of your love offers no hope
And a crosswind lashes it with separation,
And misfortune assails with parting’s blades,
سأُعملI shall set to work عِيسِيmy pale camels عَنaway from بِلادِكَyour land راحِلاًdeparting
سأُعمل عِيسِي عَن بِلادِكَ راحِلاً
لِقَولٍfollowing the saying of شَريفٍa noble man فيin العُلاgreatness مُتَقَدّمِforemost
لِقَولٍ شَريفٍ في العُلا مُتَقَدّمِ
I shall spur my pale camels, departing your land,
I will act with selflessness, leaving your lands
In keeping with the saying of a noble man foremost in greatness:
For an exalted saying advancing aloft.
وَأَولىand the most deserving بِلادٍlands بِالمَقامِof residence مِنamong الأُلىthose
وَأَولى بِلادٍ بِالمَقامِ مِن الأُلى
بِلادٌare lands مَتىwhenever يَنزلsettles بِهاin them الحُرّthe free man يَغنَمِhe gains
بِلادٌ مَتى يَنزل بِها الحُرّ يَغنَمِ
The lands most worthy of residence, among all others,
Better for me to stay in a place where the free reside
Are those where a free man gains whenever he settles.
And gain, rather than lose, that abode of plunder.
وَقَدand indeed مَحّضَتكَhas offered you purely النُصحَsincere counsel نَفسٌa soul لِصُحبَةٍfor a friendship
وَقَد مَحّضَتكَ النُصحَ نَفسٌ لِصُحبَةٍ
رعايتهاwhose preservation فَرضٌis a duty عَلىupon كُلِّevery مُسلِمِMuslim
رعايتها فَرضٌ عَلى كُلِّ مُسلِمِ
A soul has offered you sincere counsel for a friendship
I have given you candid counsel from a soul seeking
Whose preservation is a duty upon every Muslim.
Companionship whose care is incumbent on all Muslims.
إِذاwhen ماindeed صَحِبتَyou keep company with المَرءَa man فَاِصحَبthen befriend مُهَذَّباًone of refined character
إِذا ما صَحِبتَ المَرءَ فَاِصحَب مُهَذَّباً
كَريمَnoble in السَجاياdispositions لِلفَضائلto virtues مُنتَميdevoted
كَريمَ السَجايا لِلفَضائل مُنتَمي
When you keep company with a man, choose one refined,
When you take a friend, befriend the well-mannered,
Noble in character, devoted to virtues.
Noble, inclined towards virtues.
وَعاشرand associate بِخُلقٍwith a disposition ماas much as اِستَطَعتُI am able مُحَبَّبendearing
وَعاشر بِخُلقٍ ما اِستَطَعتُ مُحَبَّب
وَجانبand shun فَدَتكَmay it ransom you النَفسُmy soul كُلَّeverything مُذَمَّمِblameworthy
وَجانب فَدَتكَ النَفسُ كُلَّ مُذَمَّمِ
And deal with others in a winning spirit, as far as I can,
Conduct yourself in a way likeable as you are able,
And shun—may my soul ransom you—all that is blameworthy.
And avoid, may your soul be ransom, the blemished.
وَراعِand observe لِإخوانِfor the brothers of الصَفاءِpure affection حُقوقَهُمtheir rights
وَراعِ لِإخوانِ الصَفاءِ حُقوقَهُم
وَإِنand if أَنتَyou ضَيّعتَneglect الوَفاfidelity خِلِّmy friend تَندَمِyou will regret it
وَإِن أَنتَ ضَيّعتَ الوَفا خِلِّ تَندَمِ
Honor the rights of brothers in pure affection;
Consider the rights of brethren of loyalty
If you neglect fidelity, my friend, you will regret it.
Lest you forget allegiance and come to regret.
فَياso alas لاmay not رَعىprotect الرَحمَنُthe Merciful مَنwhoever لَيسَis not راعِياًhonoring
فَيا لا رَعى الرَحمَنُ مَن لَيسَ راعِياً
حُقوقَthe rights of إِخاءٍbrotherhood مِنfrom صَديقa friend مُقَدَّمِheld in honor
حُقوقَ إِخاءٍ مِن صَديق مُقَدَّمِ
May the Merciful never protect one who fails to honor
So he who does not obey the Merciful’s pact
The rights of brotherhood with a cherished friend.
Of a preceding loyal friend’s rights has no shepherd!
وَأَحسِنand do good إِلىto الأَيّامthe days وَاِعلَمand know بِأَنَّهاthat they
وَأَحسِن إِلى الأَيّام وَاِعلَم بِأَنَّها
مَطاياmounts إِلىtoward لَحدٍa grave بِغَبراءَin dusty earth مُقتَمِdark with dust
مَطايا إِلى لَحدٍ بِغَبراءَ مُقتَمِ
Treat the days well, and know that they
Do good to the days and know they are
Are mounts toward a dark grave in dusty earth.
Steeds to the dark grave’s final absolutism.
فَماfor nothing is الدَهرُTime إِلّاexcept مِثلُlike أَحلامِthe dreams of نائِمٍa sleeper
فَما الدَهرُ إِلّا مِثلُ أَحلامِ نائِمٍ
وَعِزُّand the glory of الفَتىa young man فيهِin it كَطَيفٍlike a phantom مُسَلّمِoffering greeting
وَعِزُّ الفَتى فيهِ كَطَيفٍ مُسَلّمِ
For Time is nothing but a sleeper's dreams,
For time is but like a sleeper’s dreams
And a young man's glory in it is like a phantom offering greeting.
And a man’s glory in it like a vanishing specter.
وَلاand do not تَكُbe مَغروراًdeceived بِعِزٍّby glory تَنالُهُyou attain it
وَلا تَكُ مَغروراً بِعِزٍّ تَنالُهُ
بِهِthrough it وَاِخشَand fear يَوماًa day أَنwhen يَطاكit tramples you بِمنسَمِwith a camel's hoof
بِهِ وَاِخشَ يَوماً أَن يَطاك بِمنسَمِ
Do not be deceived by glory you attain
Do not be deluded by power you attain
Through it; fear a day when it tramples you with a camel's hoof.
Lest a day come to erase you with erasure.
وَراقِبand be mindful of إِلَهَthe God العَرشِof the Throne وَاعلَمand know بِأَنَّهُthat He
وَراقِب إِلَهَ العَرشِ وَاعلَم بِأَنَّهُ
يَرىsees ماwhat خَفيis hidden مِنof كُلِّevery أَمرٍmatter مُكَتَّمِkept secret
يَرى ما خَفي مِن كُلِّ أَمرٍ مُكَتَّمِ
Be mindful of the Lord of the Throne, and know that He
And keep in mind the Lord of the Throne, and know
Sees what is hidden in every closely guarded matter.
He sees what is hidden of every concealed affair.
وَهاكَand take قَريضاًpoetry قَدindeed بَداhas emerged عَنfrom رَويَّةٍdeliberation
وَهاكَ قَريضاً قَد بَدا عَن رَويَّةٍ
تَضمّنَit contains عَتباًreproach مِثلَlike عِقدٍa necklace مُنَظّمِwell-strung
تَضمّنَ عَتباً مِثلَ عِقدٍ مُنَظّمِ
Take this poem, born of deliberation,
And here is a poem emerging from gentle invention,
Containing reproach like a well-strung necklace.
Containing reproach like a string of pearls.
خِلالَamid سُطُورِthe lines of الشَوقِlonging يَبدوit appears كَأَنَّهُas though it were
خِلالَ سُطُورِ الشَوقِ يَبدو كَأَنَّهُ
لَمىthe dark tint of the lips of شادِنٍa young gazelle يَبدُوshowing خِلالَthrough تَبَسُّمِa smile
لَمى شادِنٍ يَبدُو خِلالَ تَبَسُّمِ
Amid lines of longing it appears as though it were
Between the lines of yearning it appears
The dusky tint of a young gazelle's lips showing through a smile.
Like the shining teeth displayed in a smile.
أَرَقُّmore delicate مِنَthan الصَهباءِtawny wine شُجّتwas diluted عَشِيَّةًone evening
أَرَقُّ مِنَ الصَهباءِ شُجّت عَشِيَّةً
بِمُزنٍwith rain from clouds مَرَتmilked أَخلافُهُits udders يَدُthe hand of مِرزَمِMirzam
بِمُزنٍ مَرَت أَخلافُهُ يَدُ مِرزَمِ
More delicate than tawny wine mixed one evening
More subtle than mirage it sang mournfully one evening,
With rain from clouds whose udders Mirzam's hand had milked.
Passed down by the hand of a vintner.
وَدُمand remain فيin نَعيمٍbliss دائِمٍlasting وَمَسَرَّةٍand happiness
وَدُم في نَعيمٍ دائِمٍ وَمَسَرَّةٍ
بِعَيشٍin a life هَنيءٍpleasant مِنfrom ذُراthe heights of العِزِّglory وَاِسلَمِand fare well
بِعَيشٍ هَنيءٍ مِن ذُرا العِزِّ وَاِسلَمِ
Remain in lasting bliss and happiness,
Live in lasting, unending bliss and joy,
In a pleasant life upon glory's heights, and fare well.
In a life made easy with power and peace.
مَقامُكَyour station مَحمودٌis praised وَبابُكَand your door مَلجَأٌis a refuge
مَقامُكَ مَحمودٌ وَبابُكَ مَلجَأٌ
وَظِلُّكَand your shade مَمدودٌis far-reaching لَهُto it السَعدgood fortune يَنتَميbelongs
وَظِلُّكَ مَمدودٌ لَهُ السَعد يَنتَمي
Your station is praised, your door a refuge,
Your abode is praiseworthy and your door a refuge,
And your shade stretches far; good fortune claims kinship with it.
Your shade outstretched, towards it good fortune inclines.
مَدىthroughout الدَهرtime ماas long as بَكّىmakes weep القَريضpoetry بِسَجعِهِwith its rhymed cadence
مَدى الدَهر ما بَكّى القَريض بِسَجعِهِ
هَديلُthe cooing of وَفاءٍfaithfulness قَدalready مَضىhas passed بِتَرَنّمِin song
هَديلُ وَفاءٍ قَد مَضى بِتَرَنّمِ
For all time, while poetry is made to weep by the cadence
Never in time did the ode weep in its chant
Of a cooing that sings of faithfulness now gone.
A song of loyalty gone by in melody.
Sol 6.1