قَدsometimes أَغتَديI set out early وَالصُبحُand the dawn مَشهورُplainly visible
قَد أَغتَدي وَالصُبحُ مَشهورُ
قَدalready طَلَعَتhave risen فيهِwithin it التَباشيرُthe first gleams
قَد طَلَعَت فيهِ التَباشيرُ
Sometimes I set out early, with the dawn plainly visible,
The morning shone bright and I was ready,
I venture forth while dawn is clearly bright,
its first gleams already risen within it,
Harbingers of dawn began to appear,
And morning's heralds rise to claim the light,
بِمُخطَفِwith one lean in الأَيلُلِthe flanks فيin خَطمِهِhis muzzle
بِمُخطَفِ الأَيلُلِ في خَطمِهِ
طولٌlength وَفيand in شِدقَيهِhis two mouth corners تَأخيرُbackward extension
طولٌ وَفي شِدقَيهِ تَأخيرُ
with a slender-flanked hound, whose muzzle
With the crescent moon still in its mouth,
On a lean-flanked steed with muzzle long and fine,
is long, and whose mouth corners are set far back.
Long but slowing in its career,
Whose deep-set jaws portray a noble line.
عَمَلَّسُpowerful العَجزِthe rump بَعيدُfar-reaching الخُطىthe strides
عَمَلَّسُ العَجزِ بَعيدُ الخُطى
مُسَلجَمُlong and slender المَتنَينِboth sides of the back مِحضيرُa swift runner
مُسَلجَمُ المَتنَينِ مِحضيرُ
Powerful in the rump, with far-reaching strides,
The cripple advanced with labored gait,
Wolf-like of croup, his stride is long and vast,
long and slender along his back, a swift runner.
The python slithered forth from its lair,
With tapered back, a galloper unsurpassed.
حَتّىuntil ذَعَرناwe startled كُنُساًgame sheltering in lairs لَمnot يُصَبbe struck
حَتّى ذَعَرنا كُنُساً لَم يُصَب
بِهاupon them مِنَof الأَحداثِcalamities مَقدورُsomething decreed by fate
بِها مِنَ الأَحداثِ مَقدورُ
Until we startled game sheltering in their lairs, not yet struck
Till we startled a flock unused to men,
We startled game within their covert lair,
by any calamity decreed by fate.
Or the vagaries of fate they bear,
Unscathed by fate, unaware of the snare.
اِقتَرَنَتthey clustered together مِنfrom خَشيَةِfear لِلرَدىof death
اِقتَرَنَت مِن خَشيَةِ لِلرَدى
عَفَّرَهاhe rolled them in dust فيin النَقعِthe dust cloud زُنبورُZunbur
عَفَّرَها في النَقعِ زُنبورُ
They huddled together in fear of death;
Huddling together in their alarm,
They clustered close in terror of the thrust,
Zunbur rolled them in the dust.
A wasp descended on them there,
Till this stinging hornet rolled them in the dust.
كَأَنَّهُas though he were سَهمٌan arrow إِلىtoward غايَةٍa target
كَأَنَّهُ سَهمٌ إِلى غايَةٍ
أَوor كَوكَبٌa star فيin الأُفقِthe horizon مَحدورُhurled downward
أَو كَوكَبٌ في الأُفقِ مَحدورُ
As though he were an arrow toward a target,
Like an arrow shot true to its mark,
As swift as any arrow seeks its aim,
or a star hurled downward on the horizon.
Or a planet traversing the air,
Or falling star descends in trailing flame.
فَحانَthen perished مِنهاamong them قَرهَبٌan old bull عُفِّرَتwas rolled in dust
فَحانَ مِنها قَرهَبٌ عُفِّرَت
مِنfrom بَعدِهِafter him عَنزٌa she-gazelle يَيَعفورُa fawn (unclear textual form)
مِن بَعدِهِ عَنزٌ يَيَعفورُ
Then an old bull among them perished; rolled in the dust
A lamb separated from the herd,
An ancient bull was slain and cast aside,
after him were a she-gazelle and a fawn.
Bleating piteously in despair,
Then doe and fawn fell swiftly and they died.
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen والىhe brought in succession لَناto us أَربَعاًfour
حَتّى إِذا والى لَنا أَربَعاً
وَاِثنَينِand two وَالمَجهودُand the hard-worked one مَوفورُunspent
وَاِثنَينِ وَالمَجهودُ مَوفورُ
Until, when he had brought us four in succession,
Until adding four and two in the count,
Till four he had subdued and brought to hand,
and two more, the hard-worked hound still unspent,
Our labors at last bore fruit to share,
And two besides, yet strength he could command.
رُحناwe went back بِهِwith him نَنضَحُwe sprinkle water on أَعطافَهُhis flanks
رُحنا بِهِ نَنضَحُ أَعطافَهُ
وَهوَand he بِماfor what أَولاهُhe bestowed it مَشكورُthanked
وَهوَ بِما أَولاهُ مَشكورُ
we went back with him, sprinkling his flanks,
We sprinkled their sides as reward for the debt,
We turned him home, cooling his fevered hide,
and he was thanked for what he had bestowed.
Thankful for bounty they did not spare,
Praising the bounty that his speed supplied.
رُحناwe went back بِهِwith him فيin تُربَةٍearth; soil إِذwhen أَتَتit/she came
رُحنا بِهِ في تُربَةٍ إِذ أَتَت
وَمِثلُهُand his like لِلجُهدِfor hard work مَذخورُkept in reserve
وَمِثلُهُ لِلجُهدِ مَذخورُ
We went back with him on a stretch of earth, when it came,
We left with enough, and more to spare,
We brought him back, though dust lay on his frame,
and his like is kept in reserve for hard work.
Preserved gain for efforts we dare.
A treasure kept for trials of greatest name.
Sol 6.1