أهابَcalled out بهto him داعيthe caller الهَوىof love فأجاباso he answered
أهابَ به داعي الهَوى فأجابا
وعاودَهُand revisited him نكسُa relapse الصّبَاof youth فتصَابَىso he acted youthful
وعاودَهُ نكسُ الصّبَا فتصَابَى
Love's caller summoned him, and he answered.
The call of passion appealed to him, so he responded,
Youth's relapse returned to him, and he played the youth.
And the setback of youth made him persevere,
وأدَّاهُand led him منfrom بعدِafter التجاربexperiences رأيُهُhis judgment
وأدَّاهُ من بعدِ التجارب رأيُهُ
إِلىto أنthat عصَىhe disobeyed حُكْمَthe rule الحِجَىof reason فتغابَىso he feigned folly
إِلى أن عصَى حُكْمَ الحِجَى فتغابَى
After all his experiences, his judgment led him
His experience later guided his opinion,
to disobey reason's rule and feign folly.
Until he disobeyed the rule of reason and became estranged,
وطابَand grew sweet لهto him عنthrough غِرَّةِheedlessness العيشِof life أَرْيُهُits honey
وطابَ له عن غِرَّةِ العيشِ أَرْيُهُ
وقدthough already ذاقَhe tasted منof طعمِthe flavor التجاربof experiences صَابَاbitter sap
وقد ذاقَ من طعمِ التجارب صَابَا
Life's honey grew sweet to him through heedlessness,
His view became pleasant without the excitement of life,
though he had tasted bitter sap from experience.
And he had already tasted the flavor of experience, good and bad,
وحَلَّand he loosened عِقَالَthe tether العَقْلِof reason عندَat يَدِthe hand الهَوىof passion
وحَلَّ عِقَالَ العَقْلِ عندَ يَدِ الهَوى
فسامَso he grazed كماas شاءwished الغرامُlove وسَابَاand wandered free
فسامَ كما شاء الغرامُ وسَابَا
He loosed reason's tether at passion's hand,
He released the reins of reason to passion,
and grazed and wandered freely as love wished.
So he went ahead as love desired, unperturbed,
وشَامand he watched بُرَيْقَاًa little lightning-flash بالحِمىin the protected pasture شاقَstirred longing لَمْعُهُits gleam
وشَام بُرَيْقَاً بالحِمى شاقَ لَمْعُهُ
رفاقاًcompanions وخيلاًand horses بالغُويرِat al-Ghuwayr عِرَابَاpurebred Arabian
رفاقاً وخيلاً بالغُويرِ عِرَابَا
He watched a little lightning-flash in the protected pasture, whose gleam stirred longing in
His gaze shone with zeal, its brilliance piercing
companions and purebred Arabian horses at al-Ghuwayr.
Through his comrades and horses in the dark night,
تناعسfeigned drowsiness للأيقاظfor the wakeful فوقَatop رِحالِهمtheir saddles
تناعس للأيقاظ فوقَ رِحالِهم
فمدّواso they stretched عُيوناًeyes نحوَهُtoward it ورِقَابَاand necks
فمدّوا عُيوناً نحوَهُ ورِقَابَا
It feigned drowsiness before the wakeful atop their saddles,
They were sleeping on their mounts when it awoke them,
so they stretched their eyes and necks toward it.
So they lifted their eyes and necks toward it,
فكمand how many دونَthis side of ذاكthat البرقlightning منof متجلِّدٍone showing fortitude
فكم دونَ ذاك البرق من متجلِّدٍ
يُكاتمُkeeps concealed أسرارَthe secrets الغَرامِof love صحَابَاcompanions
يُكاتمُ أسرارَ الغَرامِ صحَابَا
How many a man holding firm, short of that lightning,
How many men of fortitude beneath that lightning
conceals love's secrets from his companions;
Conceal the secrets of passion, companions together,
وآخرَand another نمّامِtale-telling الجفونِeyelids زفيرهُhis sigh
وآخرَ نمّامِ الجفونِ زفيرهُ
يشُقُّrends وراءَbehind السابريِّfine Sabiri cloth حِجابَاa veil
يشُقُّ وراءَ السابريِّ حِجابَا
and another, whose eyelids tell tales, whose sigh
While another, the blink of whose eyes complains,
rends a veil behind the fine Sabiri cloth;
Rends the veil behind the departing travelers,
ومنand among مُقْصِرٍone who holds back يصميpierces mortally حَماطةَthe core قلبهِof his heart
ومن مُقْصِرٍ يصمي حَماطةَ قلبهِ
صوائبُunerring darts وُطْفٌlong-lashed ماnot كُسِينَthey were clothed لُغَابَاpoor arrow-feathers
صوائبُ وُطْفٌ ما كُسِينَ لُغَابَا
and one who holds back, whose heart's core is pierced by
And one whose heart cowers, though his exterior boasts,
unerring, long-lashed darts, never clad in poor feathers.
Misfortunes and hardships he has never known,
يُردّدُhe moves to and fro طرفاan eye فيin صَرىpooled water الدمعof tears سابحاًswimming
يُردّدُ طرفا في صَرى الدمع سابحاً
ويَرقِيand charms فُؤاداًa heart بالعَزاءwith consolation مُصَابَاstricken
ويَرقِي فُؤاداً بالعَزاء مُصَابَا
He turns an eye to and fro, swimming in pooled tears,
Repeating a gaze in the field of tears swimming
and charms a stricken heart with consolation.
And a heart rising with consolation afflicted,
وأغيدَand a supple beloved لوif خاصرتَهُyou clasped his waist فيwithin سُجوفِهhis curtains
وأغيدَ لو خاصرتَهُ في سُجوفِه
لردَّhe would turn مشيبَthe gray hair العارضَيْنِof both cheeks شَبابَاinto youth
لردَّ مشيبَ العارضَيْنِ شَبابَا
And a supple beloved—if you clasped his waist within his curtains,
If you had probed him in his innermost being,
he would turn the gray of both cheeks back to youth.
He would restore the youth of his temples,
أغنَّsoft nasal-voiced إِذاwhen استمليتَyou asked to dictate وحيَthe revelation جُفونِهof his eyelids
أغنَّ إِذا استمليتَ وحيَ جُفونِه
درسْنَthey recited منof السحرِmagic المبينِmanifest كِتابَاa book
درسْنَ من السحرِ المبينِ كِتابَا
Soft-voiced—if you asked his eyelids to dictate their revelation,
If you had eavesdropped on the inspiration of his eyes,
they would recite a book of manifest magic.
You would have studied the evident sorcery in a book,
فياso O رُفقةcompany تُزجِيurging onward الرِكابَthe riding camels طلائحاًexhausted
فيا رُفقة تُزجِي الرِكابَ طلائحاً
سقَتْهَاmay they water it الغوادِيmorning rain-clouds رُفقةًcompanions ورِكابَاand mounts
سقَتْهَا الغوادِي رُفقةً ورِكابَا
O company urging your weary mounts onward,
O company who makes the riders depart in haste
may morning rain-clouds water you, companions and mounts alike!
Quenched by the valleys, company and riders alike,
حَداsang onward بِهِمُfor them حاديthe camel-driver الغرامِof love فَيَمَّمُواso they headed toward
حَدا بِهِمُ حادي الغرامِ فَيَمَّمُوا
مساقِطَrainfall sites مُزْنٍof rain-clouds بالأباطحِin gravelly valleys صابَاpouring rain
مساقِطَ مُزْنٍ بالأباطحِ صابَا
Love's camel-driver sang them onward, and they headed toward
The guide of passion led them, so they inclined
the places where rain-clouds pour upon the gravelly valleys.
Toward the plains covered with soft sand,
ولوand if قايَسُواthey compared بالمُزْنِwith rain-clouds عينيmy eye لصادفواthey would have found
ولو قايَسُوا بالمُزْنِ عيني لصادفوا
دُموعيَmy tears أندىmore rain-laden العارضينof the two cloud-banks سَحابَاas clouds
دُموعيَ أندى العارضين سَحابَا
Had they compared my eye with the rain-clouds, they would have found
Had they compared themselves to the sand dunes
my tears the more rain-laden of the two clouds.
They would have found my tears more prolific than the clouds,
يَؤُمّونَthey make for أرضاًa land بالبِطَاحِamong broad valleys أريضَةًfertile
يَؤُمّونَ أرضاً بالبِطَاحِ أريضَةً
وزُرقَand blue حمامٍsprings بالعُذَيبِat al-ʿUdhayb عِذَابَاsweet-watered
وزُرقَ حمامٍ بالعُذَيبِ عِذَابَا
They make for a fertile land among the broad valleys,
Longing for a land in the low ground, pleasant,
and blue springs at al-ʿUdhayb, sweet-watered;
With turtledoves in the aromatics—torment,
ومرهومةًand drizzle-watered مرقومةًembroidered عُنِيَتْwas concerned بهاwith it
ومرهومةً مرقومةً عُنِيَتْ بها
صَناعa deft craftswoman كستْclothed وجهَthe face السماءof the sky نِقَابَاwith a veil
صَناع كستْ وجهَ السماء نِقَابَا
and a drizzle-watered, embroidered land, tended by
A scorched, wounded land neglected by them,
a deft craftswoman who veiled the face of the sky.
Makers who veiled the face of the sky,
يلينُsoftens لهاfor it قلبُthe heart الهجيرof midday heat إِذاwhen قَساit turns harsh
يلينُ لها قلبُ الهجير إِذا قَسا
بسُقْياthrough watering جُفونٍeyelids ماnot يَزَلْنَthey cease to be رِطَابَاmoist
بسُقْيا جُفونٍ ما يَزَلْنَ رِطَابَا
The heart of midday heat softens for it when it grows harsh,
The lonely stranger's heart softens toward it when dry
watered by eyelids that never cease to be moist.
With shedding tears that do not cease flowing,
وتهديand bring gifts إليهاto it فيin النسيمِthe breeze إِذاwhen سرَىit passes
وتهدي إليها في النسيمِ إِذا سرَى
لطائمُperfume-caravans تَحويcontaining عنبراًambergris ومَلابَاand saffron perfume
لطائمُ تَحوي عنبراً ومَلابَا
And, as the breeze wafts by, gifts are brought to it by
The gentle breezes coming to it when they blow
perfume-caravans bearing ambergris and saffron scent.
Bring scents and spices in their midst,
لكfor you اللّهGod إنيindeed I ناشدٌseeking a lost thing كَبِداًa liver بهاin it
لك اللّه إني ناشدٌ كَبِداً بها
صُدوعٌfissures فهلso is there منany مُنْشِدٍfinder فيُثَابَاand so be rewarded
صُدوعٌ فهل من مُنْشِدٍ فيُثَابَا
God keep you! I seek a liver bearing
By God, I implore a heart with sorrows in it—
fissures—is there a finder to receive a reward?
Are there any sympathizers to be rewarded?
وهلand is there عندكمwith you صبرٌpatience جميلٌnoble فتعمرُواso you may rebuild
وهل عندكم صبرٌ جميلٌ فتعمرُوا
فُؤاداًa heart منof الصبرِpatience الجميلِnoble خرابَاdesolate
فُؤاداً من الصبرِ الجميلِ خرابَا
Have you any noble patience, with which to rebuild
Is there beautiful patience in you to rebuild
a heart desolate for lack of noble patience?
A heart ruined by beautiful patience?
وهلand is there فيكمُamong you راقٍa healer by spells فيشفيand so heals برُقْيَةٍwith an incantation
وهل فيكمُ راقٍ فيشفي برُقْيَةٍ
لديغَone stung هوىَby love يرجُوhoping لديهِwith him ثَوابَاfor a reward
لديغَ هوىَ يرجُو لديهِ ثَوابَا
Is there a healer among you to cure with an incantation
Is there one who heals the bite of my passion's sting
one stung by love, from whom he hopes for a reward?
Hoping for its reward from the Healer?
وهلand is there نظرةٌa glance عجلَىhurried يُريكَshows you اختلاسُهاits furtive snatching
وهل نظرةٌ عجلَى يُريكَ اختلاسُها
غليلَthe burning thirst مُعَنَّىof a tormented one لاnot يذوقُtastes شَرابَاa drink
غليلَ مُعَنَّى لا يذوقُ شَرابَا
Is there a fleeting glance whose furtive snatching shows you
Is there a hasty glance whose theft
the burning thirst of a tormented man who tastes no drink?
Relieves one suffering, who tastes no drink?
أخادعُI beguile نفسِيmyself بالسؤالِwith questions تعَلُّلاًseeking solace
أخادعُ نفسِي بالسؤالِ تعَلُّلاً
وإنeven if لمnot تردُّواyou return للسؤالِto the question جَوابَاan answer
وإن لم تردُّوا للسؤالِ جَوابَا
I beguile myself with questions, seeking solace,
I fool myself with questions, excusing myself,
even if you return no answer to my question.
Though you give no answers to my questions,
وماand not الرأيُsound counsel إلّاexcept الهجرُseparation لوif only أنَّthat مُسْعِداًa helper
وما الرأيُ إلّا الهجرُ لو أنَّ مُسْعِداً
منfrom الصبرِpatience إذwhen يُدعَىis summoned إليهِto it أجابَاanswered
من الصبرِ إذ يُدعَى إليهِ أجابَا
The only counsel is to part—if only some ally
What is opinion but estrangement, if Mis'ad
in patience would answer when called to it.
Had answered its call to patience?
إِذاwhen ماever الهَوىpassion استولَىseizes control علىover الرأيjudgment لمnot يدعْleaves
إِذا ما الهَوى استولَى على الرأي لم يدعْ
لصاحبهِfor its possessor فيin ماwhat يراهُhe judges it صَوابَاcorrectness
لصاحبهِ في ما يراهُ صَوابَا
When passion takes command of judgment, it leaves
When passion takes hold of opinion, it leaves
its possessor no rightness in what he judges.
Its owner no sound judgment of what he sees,
مَلِلْتُI grew weary of ثَوائيmy stay بالعراقِin Iraq وملَّنيand grew weary of me
مَلِلْتُ ثَوائي بالعراقِ وملَّني
رفاقيmy companions وكانواand they were بالعراقin Iraq طِرابَاmerry
رفاقي وكانوا بالعراق طِرابَا
I grew weary of my stay in Iraq, and weary of me grew
I have wearied of my abode in Iraq, and my friends there
my companions, once merry in Iraq.
Have wearied me, though they were most companionable,
وأَنفقتُand I spent منfrom عُمْرِيmy lifetime وذاتِand the possessions of يديmy hand بهاin it
وأَنفقتُ من عُمْرِي وذاتِ يدي بها
بضائِعَgoods لمnot أملِكْI could keep لهُنَّfor them حسابَاa reckoning
بضائِعَ لم أملِكْ لهُنَّ حسابَا
There I spent, of my lifetime and what my hand possessed,
I spent there my life and hand’s yield,
goods of which I could keep no account.
Goods whose account I do not possess,
وزاحمتand I encroached upon مهريmy colt والمهنَّدَand the Indian blade فيfor الغِنَىself-sufficiency
وزاحمت مهري والمهنَّدَ في الغِنَى
فلمso not أُبْقِI left إلّاexcept مِقوداًa lead-rein وقِرابَاand a scabbard
فلم أُبْقِ إلّا مِقوداً وقِرابَا
I encroached on my colt and Indian blade for means,
I competed with Mehri and Muhannad in wealth
and left nothing but a lead-rein and a scabbard.
Until I remained only with a cord and water skin,
وأبْلَىand wore out بهاin it الجُردُthe sleek horses العِتاقُthoroughbred أجِلَّةًhorse coverings
وأبْلَى بها الجُردُ العِتاقُ أجِلَّةً
عليهنَّupon them والصحبُand the companions الكرامُnoble ثِيابَاclothes
عليهنَّ والصحبُ الكرامُ ثِيابَا
There the sleek, blooded horses wore out coverings
The noble steeds and garments there wore out
upon their backs, and the noble companions their clothes.
Worn by my noble companions,
وفارقَنِيand left me أهلُthe people الصَّفاءِof sincere friendship تبرُّماًin weariness
وفارقَنِي أهلُ الصَّفاءِ تبرُّماً
بشَحْطِfrom the remoteness نوىًof separation شابواthey grew gray عليهover it وشَابَاand it grew gray
بشَحْطِ نوىً شابوا عليه وشَابَا
The people of sincere friendship left me, weary
Those of pure character parted from me in displeasure
of far-off separation, over which they grew gray, and it grew gray too.
At my ambergris—they deemed it foul and became estranged,
فلاso no زائرٌvisitor يَغشَىvisits جنابيmy quarters لحاجةٍfor a need
فلا زائرٌ يَغشَى جنابي لحاجةٍ
ولاnor أناI أغشَىvisit ماwhile أقمتُI remain جَنابَاa quarter
ولا أنا أغشَى ما أقمتُ جَنابَا
No visitor comes to my quarter with a need,
No visitor enters my presence for a purpose,
nor, while I remain, do I visit any quarter.
Nor do I enter what dwelling I established,
ولاnor موقِدٌone lighting ناريmy fire بعلياءَon high ground للقِرَىfor hospitality
ولا موقِدٌ ناري بعلياءَ للقِرَى
ولاnor رافعٌone raising ليfor me بالعَراءin the open قِبابَاtents
ولا رافعٌ لي بالعَراء قِبابَا
No one lights my fire on high ground to welcome guests,
No fire of mine in the highlands lights the homesteads,
nor raises tents for me in the open.
Nor one who pitches a tent for me in the wild,
إِذاwhen قلتُI said إنيindeed I قدalready ظفِرتُhave found بصاحبٍa friend
إِذا قلتُ إني قد ظفِرتُ بصاحبٍ
سكنتُI felt at ease إليهwith him خاننِيhe betrayed me وأرابَاand aroused suspicion
سكنتُ إليه خاننِي وأرابَا
Whenever I say, 'I have found a friend
When I say, “I have found a companion,”
in whom I can rest,' he betrays me and arouses doubt.
He proves false when I draw near and eludes me,
أُقلِّبُI turn about عينيmy eye لاnot أرىI see غيرَother than صاحبٍa companion
أُقلِّبُ عيني لا أرى غيرَ صاحبٍ
ظننتُI thought بهof him الظَّنَّthe opinion الجميلَgood فخابَاso he disappointed
ظننتُ به الظَّنَّ الجميلَ فخابَا
I turn my eyes about and see only a friend
I turn my eyes and see none but a companion
of whom I thought well, but who failed me.
I deemed sincere—but he failed me,
وكيفand how ثَوائيmy staying بالعراقin Iraq وقدwhen already غَداbecame
وكيف ثَوائي بالعراق وقد غَدا
عليّfor me بهاin it رَوْحُthe refreshment النسيمof the breeze عَذابَاtorment
عليّ بها رَوْحُ النسيم عَذابَا
How can I stay in Iraq, when
How can I remain in Iraq when its soft breeze
the breeze's refreshment has become torment to me there?
Has become torment for me there?
هوit is الربعُthe dwelling لمnot يُخْلَقwere created بنوهits sons أعزَّةًmighty
هو الربعُ لم يُخْلَق بنوه أعزَّةً
كِراماًnoble ولمand not تَنبُتْgrew قناهُits reeds صلابَاfirm
كِراماً ولم تَنبُتْ قناهُ صلابَا
It is a dwelling whose sons were not created mighty
It is a land whose people were not created most noble
and noble, nor did its reeds grow firm;
Or generous, and whose roots did not grow firm,
ولاnor طرقتbrought forth أُمُّthe mother الحفاظِof fidelity بماجدٍa noble man
ولا طرقت أُمُّ الحفاظِ بماجدٍ
ولاnor حضَنَتْfostered ظِئرُthe wet nurse العفافِof chastity كِعابَاbudding-breasted maidens
ولا حضَنَتْ ظِئرُ العفافِ كِعابَا
nor did fidelity's mother bring forth a noble man,
The mother of virtues did not bring renown there with glory
nor did chastity's wet nurse foster budding-breasted maidens.
Nor did the breast of chastity nurture heroes,
بنوsons الغَدْرِof treachery لماwhen فتَّشَinvestigated البحثُinquiry عنهمabout them
بنو الغَدْرِ لما فتَّشَ البحثُ عنهم
أراكَshowed you وميضَاًa lightning-flash خُلَّباًrainless وسَرابَاand a mirage
أراكَ وميضَاً خُلَّباً وسَرابَا
Sons of treachery—when inquiry searched them out,
Seekers of them, when research examined them,
it showed you rainless lightning and a mirage.
Showed you a cowering fox and wolves,
متىwhen ماever نَبَاturned hostile دهرٌfortune نَبَواthey turned hostile وتصَّرفُواand shifted
متى ما نَبَا دهرٌ نَبَوا وتصَّرفُوا
علىwith حالتَيْهits two states جَيْئَةًcoming وذَهابَاand going
على حالتَيْه جَيْئَةً وذَهابَا
Whenever fortune turns hostile, they turn hostile and shift
If you were with them when events exposed
with its two states, coming and going.
Their foul nature, they were effeminate and cowardly,
معاشرُa people لوif طابَwere good الثرىthe soil فيin بلادِهمtheir lands
معاشرُ لو طابَ الثرى في بلادِهم
زكاwould flourish عندَهمamong them غرسُthe planting الجميلِof kindness وطابَاand thrive
زكا عندَهم غرسُ الجميلِ وطابَا
A people—had the soil of their lands been good,
I leave them without regret at parting from them
the planting of kindness among them would have flourished and thrived.
Or inclination toward Iraq to return,
مناكِيدُill-fated men تأبَىrefuse أنto تجودَyield generously لِقاحُهمtheir milch camels
مناكِيدُ تأبَى أن تجودَ لِقاحُهم
بِدَرِّwith a milk-flow بَكِيٍّscant أوor تُشَدّbe bound عِصابَاwith an udder-band
بِدَرِّ بَكِيٍّ أو تُشَدّ عِصابَا
Ill-fated men whose milk-camels refuse to yield
Strange that the caliphate has not seen
even a scant flow of milk, or to be bound with udder-bands.
My right to be rewarded or requited,
إِذاwhen استخبَرquestioned المرءُa man التجاربَexperiences عنهمُabout them
إِذا استخبَر المرءُ التجاربَ عنهمُ
أرتْهُshowed him بِهاماًlivestock رُتَّعاًgrazing وذِئَابَاand wolves
أرتْهُ بِهاماً رُتَّعاً وذِئَابَا
When a man questions experience about them,
Nor heeded my long advice and service—
it shows him grazing livestock and wolves.
That I risk or tame adversity—
إِذاif كنتَyou were عندamid الحادثاتِcalamities وقدwhen already عرتْthey struck
إِذا كنتَ عند الحادثاتِ وقد عرتْ
مِجَنّاًa shield لهمfor them كانواthey were قَناًspears وحِرابَاand javelins
مِجَنّاً لهم كانوا قَناً وحِرابَا
If, when calamities have struck, you serve
By my life, I surely gave it sincere advice,
as their shield, they become spears and javelins.
Expending my capacity, but it was spurned,
أُفارقُهمI leave them لاnot آسفاًregretting لفراقِهمْparting from them
أُفارقُهم لا آسفاً لفراقِهمْ
ولاnor مؤْثِراًdesiring نحوtoward العراقIraq إيابَاa return
ولا مؤْثِراً نحو العراق إيابَا
I leave them without regret at parting,
Would that my advice were deceit and obedience
nor desiring a return toward Iraq.
Hypocrisy, my loyalty in devotion false,
فياso O عجباًwonder حتىeven الخلافةُthe caliphate ماnot رأتْsaw fit
فيا عجباً حتى الخلافةُ ما رأتْ
لحقِّيَfor my due أنthat أُجْزَىI be recompensed بهfor it وأُثَابَاand rewarded
لحقِّيَ أن أُجْزَى به وأُثَابَا
How strange! Even the caliphate did not see fit
Just as my hopes became delusions and service
that my due should earn me recompense and reward;
Futile, exertion disappointment and confusion,
ولمand not تَرْعَhonor ليfor me نُصْحِيmy counsel القديمَlong-standing وخدمتِيand my service
ولم تَرْعَ لي نُصْحِي القديمَ وخدمتِي
أخوضُI plunge into غِماراًdeep waters أوor أروضُI tame صِعابَاuntamed ones
أخوضُ غِماراً أو أروضُ صِعابَا
nor did it honor my old counsel and my service,
Would that I had joined a company there
as I plunged into deep waters or tamed the unruly.
Whom I left angry at me, provoked,
لَعمريby my life لَقَدْindeed ماحضتُهاI offered it unalloyed النُّصحَcounsel باذلاًexpending
لَعمري لَقَدْ ماحضتُها النُّصحَ باذلاً
لوُسعيof my utmost effort وقدthough رُدَّتْit was returned إليَّto me منابَاas recompense
لوُسعي وقد رُدَّتْ إليَّ منابَا
By my life, I offered it pure counsel, giving
Is Zureiq, who did not fear my reproach,
my utmost, though it was returned to me as recompense.
Apprehensive of blame? The vile fear no reproach!
فياso O ليتwould that نُصحيmy counsel كانhad been غِشَّاًdeceit وطاعتيand my obedience
فيا ليت نُصحي كان غِشَّاً وطاعتي
نفاقاًhypocrisy وصِدقيand my sincerity فيin الولاءallegiance خِلابَاtrickery
نفاقاً وصِدقي في الولاء خِلابَا
Would that my counsel had been deceit, and my obedience
He was stubborn toward me, turning a blind eye,
hypocrisy, and my sincere allegiance trickery,
Fearing no piercing arrows of sharp rebuke,
كماjust as صارbecame آماليmy hopes غُروراًillusion وخدمتيand my service
كما صار آمالي غُروراً وخدمتي
هباءًdust وسعييand my striving خيبةًdisappointment وتَبابَاand ruin
هباءً وسعيي خيبةً وتَبابَا
just as my hopes became illusion, my service
I remained true to a pact between us, between stations in Egypt—
dust, and my striving disappointment and ruin!
Discourse—and had he been attributed truth,
وياand O ليتنيwould that I دامجتُhumored فيهin it معاشراًa people
ويا ليتني دامجتُ فيه معاشراً
تركتهُمُI left them شُوْسَاًglaring عليَّat me غِضَابَاangry
تركتهُمُ شُوْسَاً عليَّ غِضَابَا
And would that, in that, I had humored a people
The claws of eagles would have clung
whom I left glaring angrily at me.
To his limbs as carrion—does he aspire
أليسis it not زُرَيقٌZurayq لمnot يخَفْfeared أنthat أمضَّهُI should sting him
أليس زُرَيقٌ لم يخَفْ أن أمضَّهُ
عتاباًwith reproach وهلand does يخشَىfear اللئيمُthe base man عتابَاreproach
عتاباً وهل يخشَى اللئيمُ عتابَا
Was it not Zurayq who had no fear that I would sting him
To the loyalty of the Commander of the Faithful with a claim
with reproach? And does a base man fear reproach?
So patently false? By my life!
تصاممَfeigned deafness عنِّيtoward me أوor تعامَىfeigned blindness ولمand not يخَفْfeared
تصاممَ عنِّي أو تعامَى ولم يخَفْ
سِهاماًarrows منof العَتْبِreproach الممِضِّstinging صِيَابَاunerring
سِهاماً من العَتْبِ الممِضِّ صِيَابَا
He feigned deafness to me, or feigned blindness, and did not fear
I did not leave my land willingly at all,
unerring arrows of stinging reproach.
Nor was my soul content without it as refuge,
وفَيْتُI fulfilled بعهدٍa covenant كانwas بينيbetween me وبينَهُand between him
وفَيْتُ بعهدٍ كان بيني وبينَهُ
وبينَand among مَقاماتٍassemblies بمصرَin Egypt خطابَاspoken address
وبينَ مَقاماتٍ بمصرَ خطابَا
I honored a covenant that lay between me and him,
But the burdens of authority jolted
and amid assemblies in Egypt, in spoken discourse.
My mount, and fate brings tribulations,
ولوand if صَحَّwere true ماwhat يُعزىis attributed إليهto him لحلَّقتْwould have soared
ولو صَحَّ ما يُعزى إليه لحلَّقتْ
بأشلائهwith his torn limbs رُبْدُdusky النُّسورِvultures سِغَابَاhungry
بأشلائه رُبْدُ النُّسورِ سِغَابَا
Had what is attributed to him been true, there would have soared
I attend to one matter while the nights return me,
with his torn limbs, hungry gray vultures.
I gather myself up while events disperse me,
وكيفand how يُرَجِّيinspires hope منone who يكونُis ادِّعَاؤُهُhis claim
وكيف يُرَجِّي من يكونُ ادِّعَاؤُهُ
وَلاءَallegiance أميرِto the Commander المؤمنينof the Faithful كِذابَاa lie
وَلاءَ أميرِ المؤمنين كِذابَا
How can someone inspire hope, when his claim
May God water its plains when the scent of its breezes
of allegiance to the Commander of the Faithful is a lie?
Has perfumed them, and the shade of windswept trees melts away,
لعمريَby my life ماnot فارقتُI left ربعيَmy dwelling عنfrom قِلىًhatred
لعمريَ ما فارقتُ ربعيَ عن قِلىً
ولاnor رَضيَتْaccepted نفسيmy soul سواهُother than it مَآبَاa place of return
ولا رَضيَتْ نفسي سواهُ مَآبَا
By my life, I did not leave my dwelling out of hatred,
May He prosper its land while the valleys are barren,
nor did my soul accept any other place to return to.
Scarce to saturate its soil,
ولكنْbut تكاليفُthe burdens السيادةِof high station جَعْجَعَتْdrove into straits
ولكنْ تكاليفُ السيادةِ جَعْجَعَتْ
برحليwith my saddle ودهرٌand an age بالحوادثِwith calamities رَابَاgrew ominous
برحلي ودهرٌ بالحوادثِ رَابَا
But the burdens of high station harried
May He make melodious its song, sweet its water,
my saddle, and time grew ominous with calamities.
Spacious its horizons for visitors,
أهُمُّI resolve بأمرٍon a matter واللياليand the nights تردُّنِيturn me back
أهُمُّ بأمرٍ والليالي تردُّنِي
وأجمعُand I gather شمليmy scattered affairs والحوادثُand calamities تابَىrefuse
وأجمعُ شملي والحوادثُ تابَى
I resolve on a course, but the nights turn me back,
Beautiful its dwellings amidst it and homes around it,
and I gather my scattered affairs, but calamities refuse.
Fertile its basins and plateaus,
سقَىmay water اللّهGod جَيَّاJayy ماhow أرقَّgentle نسيمهَاits breeze
سقَى اللّه جَيَّا ما أرقَّ نسيمهَا
إِذاwhen الظِلُّthe shade منfrom لفحِthe blast الهواجرِof midday heats ذابَاmelts
إِذا الظِلُّ من لفحِ الهواجرِ ذابَا
May God water Jayy! How gentle its breeze,
May God ordain relief after absence
when the shade melts beneath the blast of midday heat!
And conclude with favor, opening a door!
وأندىand how moist ثراهاits soil والغواديwhile morning clouds شحيحةٌare stingy
وأندى ثراها والغوادي شحيحةٌ
بصوبِwith the downpour حَياهاof their rain أنto تبلَّmoisten تُرابَاsoil
بصوبِ حَياها أن تبلَّ تُرابَا
And how moist its soil, though morning clouds are stingy
with pouring rain that would moisten the soil!
وأطيبَand how pleasant مغناهاits abode وأعذبَand how sweet ماءَهاits water
وأطيبَ مغناها وأعذبَ ماءَها
وأفيحَهاand how spacious it is للطارقينَfor night visitors رِحابَاin courtyards
وأفيحَها للطارقينَ رِحابَا
How pleasant its abode, how sweet its water,
and how spacious its courts for those who arrive by night!
وأبهىand how splendid رِباعاًdwellings وسْطَهاwithin it ومنازلاًand houses
وأبهى رِباعاً وسْطَها ومنازلاً
وأزكىand how fertile صُحوناًopen grounds حولَهاaround it وهِضَابَاand hills
وأزكى صُحوناً حولَها وهِضَابَا
How splendid the dwellings and houses within it,
how fertile the open grounds and hills around it!
عسىmay اللّهGod يقضيdecree أوبةًa return بعدafter غيبةٍan absence
عسى اللّه يقضي أوبةً بعد غيبةٍ
ويختِمُand end بالحُسنَىwith goodness ويفتحُand open بابَاa door
ويختِمُ بالحُسنَى ويفتحُ بابَا
May God decree a return after absence,
end with goodness, and open a door!
Partial English translation: 120 of 128 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1