1. أَمِنَ المُدامَةِ تَنْثَني سُكْرا

    أَم قد سَقْتك جُفونُها خَمرا

    Is it wine that makes you sway with drunkenness,

    or have her eyelids given you wine to drink?

  2. نثرَتْ فَريدَ الدَّمْعِ حينَ رَأَتْ

    صَبّاً يُقادُ إلى الرَّدى نَثرا

    She scattered the pearls of tears when she saw

    a lover being led to death—scattering them profusely.

  3. إنَّ الوَداعَ وإن سَعِدْتُ بِه

    لَيَزيدُ كامنَ لوعتي حَرَّا

    Parting, though I found happiness in it,

    surely makes my hidden anguish burn hotter.

  4. لمَّا رَأَتْ للبَيْنِ رائِعَةً

    تَطْوي الوِصالَ وتَنشُرُ الهَجْرا

    When she saw the terror of separation

    folding away union and unfurling estrangement,

  5. ضاقَتْ بأدمُعِها الجفونُ كَما

    ضاقَ المودِّعُ بالهَوى صَدْرا

    her eyelids could scarcely hold their tears, just as

    the man bidding farewell felt his breast constrict with love.

  6. وإذا رَأَيْتَ نوالَهم ثَمَداً

    فالحظُّ بينَ طِلابِكَ البَحرا

    And if you find their bounty a scant pool,

    then, in your searching, look toward the sea.

  7. أكفُفْ يَدَيْك عَنِ اللِّئامِ ولو

    أضحَتْ يَداكَ من الغِنى صِفْرا

    Keep your hands away from the ignoble, even if

    your hands should become empty of wealth.

  8. وإلى الأميرِ سَريْتُ مُرتَدياً

    بعزيمَةٍ تَدَعُ الدُّجى فَجْرا

    To the emir I journeyed by night, clothed

    in a resolve that turns darkness into dawn,

  9. وأَغَرَّ نهدٍ لو طَلبتُ به

    شأوَ الجنائبِ بَذَّها حُضْرا

    and mounted on a sturdy, white-blazed horse—had I sought on him

    to match the led steeds' pace, he would have outgalloped them—

  10. طِرْفاً إذا ما اختالَ خِلْتَ به

    صَلَفاً من الإِعراضِ أو كِبْرا

    a noble steed who, when he prances, seems to have

    a haughtiness born of disdain, or pride.

  11. يُنْسيكَ صِبغُ أديمِه الخَمرا

    وتُريكَ غُرَّةُ وَجْهِه البَدْرا

    The color of his hide makes you forget wine,

    and his white forehead blaze shows you the full moon.

  12. لا يستَقِرُّ كأنَّ أَربعَه

    فُرْشٌ يَطَا من تَحتِها الجَمرا

    He never stands still, as though his four feet

    were cushions with embers beneath them as he treads.

  13. وكأنَّه لمّا اكتَسى عَرَقاً

    ورَقُ الشَّقائقِ يَحمِلُ القَطرا

    And when he clothes himself in sweat, he seems

    like anemone petals bearing raindrops.

  14. يجري ويَعطِفُه العِنانُ كما

    عُطِفَ القَضيبُ وقد غدا نَضْرا

    He runs, and the reins bend him as

    a branch is bent when fresh and green.

  15. حَمَدَ العُفاةُ فطالَ حمدُهمُ

    بنَدى الأميرِ عليَّ الدَّهرا

    The supplicants praised—and long did their praise last—

    Time itself, for the emir's bounty to me.

  16. أدنَى المَكارِمَ وهيَ نازِحَةٌ

    بالجودِ منه وشرَّدَ العُسْرا

    He brought noble deeds near, though they were distant,

    through his generosity, and banished hardship.

  17. نشَرَتْ له غُرُّ الصَّنائعِ في

    شَرقِ البلادِ وغربِها ذِكْرا

    His shining kindnesses spread, through

    the land's east and west, his renown.

  18. والنَّوْرُ إن جادَ الغَمامُ به

    حملَتْ له ريحُ الصَّبا نَشْرا

    And blossoms, if the clouds bestow them,

    have their fragrance carried by the east wind.

  19. يَلقاهُ راجي الجُودِ مُبْتَسِماً

    سهْلَ الخلائقِ لابِساً بَدْرا

    The seeker of bounty finds him smiling,

    gentle in nature, clothed in a full moon.

  20. عَزَماتُه في كلِّ مُظِلمَةٍ

    سيفٌ يُضئُّ البدوَ والحَضرا

    His acts of resolve, in every dark ordeal,

    are a sword illuminating desert and town.

  21. يقظانُ ينتجعُ الحتوفَ وقد

    جعَلَ السَّبيلَ إلى العُلى الصَّبرا

    Wakeful, he seeks out death, having

    made endurance the road to the heights,

  22. في فِتيَةٍ جعلوا مَعاقِلَهم

    بِيضَ الصَّفائحِ والقَنا السُّمرا

    among young men who have made their strongholds

    white sword-blades and tawny spears.

  23. يَرِدُ النَّدى وِرْدَ الظَّلماءِ على

    نَهَلٍ يُبَرِّدُ منهمُ الحرَّا

    He comes to bounty as to water in the dark, for

    a first draught that cools their burning heat,

  24. بمُثَقَّفاتٍ يُحتَمَلْنَ وقَد

    حملَتْ نُجوماً في الوَغى زُهرا

    with straightened lances that are carried, yet themselves

    have borne bright stars amid the battle,

  25. وصَوارمٍ خُضْرٍ مَضارِبُها

    تَكْسو الرِّجالَ عَمائماً حُمْرا

    and keen swords whose striking edges are green,

    clothing men in red turbans.

  26. فكأَنَّ أَطرافَ القَنا حَدَقٌ

    تَرنُو إلى مُقَلِ العِدا شَزْرا

    So the spear-tips seem like pupils

    glaring sidelong into the enemies' eyes.

  27. وكأَنَّ سابِغَةَ الدُّروعِ ضُحىً

    غُدْرٌ تَمرُّ بها الصَّبا مَرَّا

    And the ample coats of mail at midmorning seem

    like pools over which the east wind passes.

  28. قَومٌ إذا اسْوَدَّ الزَّمانُ غَدَتْ

    أَيمانُهُم بفِعالِهِم غُرَّا

    A people who, when times grow black, see

    their right hands shine white through their deeds.

  29. سادوا وسادَهمُ أبو حَسَنٍ

    بِعُلىً تَزِينُ النَّظمَ والنَّثرا

    They were lords, and Abu Hasan was their lord,

    with glories that adorn verse and prose.

  30. مَلِكٌ إذا استُلَّتْ صَوارِمُه

    ذهَبتْ دماءُ عِداتِهِ هَدرا

    A king—when his keen swords are drawn,

    his enemies' blood is spilled unavenged.

  31. ظَلَمَ العِدا والمالَ حين سَطا

    بأساً وأتبع نائلاً غَمْرا

    He wronged his foes and his wealth when he struck

    with might, then followed it with overflowing gifts.

  32. لا زالَ يَظلِمُ في سَطاه وفي

    نَفَحاتِه الأعداءَ والوَفرا

    May he keep wronging, in his onslaughts and in

    his gifts, his enemies and his ample wealth.