1. هَل أَنتَ يا مِصلاتُ مُب

    تَكِرٌ غَداةَ غَدٍ فَزاحِل

    Will you, O Miṣlāt, set out

    early tomorrow morning, then move away?

  2. إِنّا لَدى مَلِكٍ بِشَب

    وَةَ ما تَغِبَّ لَهُ النَوافِل

    We are with a king in Shabwa,

    whose gifts never cease;

  3. مُتَحَلِّبِ الكَفَّينِ مِث

    لِ البَدرِ قَوّالٍ وَفاعِل

    whose two palms stream with bounty, like

    the full moon—a man of word and deed;

  4. الواهِبِ المِئَةَ الصَفا

    يا بَينَ تالِيَةٍ وَحائِل

    who gives a hundred choice

    milch-camels, some followed by calves, others not pregnant.

  5. وَلَقَد شَرِبتُ الخَمرَ تَر

    كُضُ حَولَنا تُركٌ وَكابُل

    And indeed I drank wine, while there ran

    around us Turks and people of Kabul,

  6. كَدَمِ الذَبيحِ غَريبَةً

    مِمّا يُعَتِّقُ أَهلُ بابِل

    like the blood of a slaughtered beast, a foreign wine,

    from what the people of Babylon age.

  7. باكَرتُها حَولي ذَوُو ال

    آكالِ مِن بَكرِ بنِ وائِل

    I drank it early, around me men drawing

    revenues, from Bakr ibn Wāʾil;

  8. أَهلُ القِبابِ الحُمرِ وَال

    نَعَمِ المُؤَبَّلِ وَالقَنابِل

    men of red pavilions and

    great camel herds and bands of horsemen.

  9. كَم فيهِمُ مِن شَطبَةٍ

    وَمُقَلِّصٍ نَهدِ المَراكِل

    How many a tall, slender maiden is among them,

    and a lean, long-legged steed with powerful flanks,

  10. ضَخمِ الجُزارَةِ سابِحٍ

    عَبلٍ يُضَمَّرُ بِالأَصائِل

    massive of head and limb, swimming in his gallop,

    stout-built, trained lean in the late afternoons.

  11. وَهُمُ عَلى جُردٍ مَغا

    ويرٍ عَلَيهِنَّ الرَحائِل

    And they ride sleek, bold

    chargers, with saddles upon them;

  12. شُعثٍ يُبارينَ الأَسِن

    تَه كَالنَعاماتِ الجَوافِل

    disheveled, they race with spearheads,

    like fleeing ostriches.

  13. يَخرُجنَ مِن خَلَلِ الغُبا

    رِ عَوابِساً لُحُقَ الأَياطِل

    They emerge through gaps in the dust,

    grim-faced, with tucked-up flanks.

  14. كَم قَد تَرَكنَ مُجَدَّلاً

    مِن بَينِ مُنقَصِفٍ وَجافِل

    How many a man they have left laid low,

    among the shattered and the fleeing!

  15. زَيّافَةٌ أَرمي بِها

    بِاللَيلِ مَعرِضَةَ المَحافِل

    A swift, swaying she-camel—I urge her on

    by night, past the gathering-places.

  16. وَكَأَنَّها بَعدَ الكَلا

    لِ مُكَدَّمٌ مِن حُمرِ عاقِل

    And after weariness she is like

    a bite-scarred wild ass of ʿĀqil,

  17. مُتَرَبِّعٌ مِنها رِيا

    ضاً صابَها وَدقُ الهَواطِل

    taking spring pasture there in

    meadows drenched by the rain of pouring clouds.

  18. بَل رُبَّ مَجرٍ جَحفَلٍ

    يَهوي بِهِ مَلِكٌ حُلاحِل

    Nay, many a vast marching host,

    driven headlong by a mighty king:

  19. غادَرتُهُ مُتَجَدِّلاً

    بِالقاعِ تَنهَسُهُ الفَراعِل

    I left him sprawled,

    on the plain, young hyenas tearing at him.

  20. وَلَقَد يُحاوِلُ أَن يَقو

    مَ وَقَد مَضَت فيهِ النَواهِل

    And indeed he tries to rise,

    though the blood-drinking spears have already passed through him.