أماindeed وَتجَنّيby the unjust reproaches of طَيْفِهاher phantom المتأوِّبِreturning by night
أما وَتجَنّي طَيْفِها المتأوِّبِ
لَياليَon nights رَوّحْناwe brought in at evening المَطاياthe mounts بغُرَّبِat Ghurrab
لَياليَ رَوّحْنا المَطايا بغُرَّبِ
Ah, by her night-returning phantom's unjust reproaches,
When her phantom draws near at night
on nights we brought the mounts in at Ghurrab!
We spur our steeds across the desert
لقدindeed زارَنيit visited me والعَتْبُwhile reproach يَقْصُرُshortens خَطْوَهُits steps
لقد زارَني والعَتْبُ يَقْصُرُ خَطْوَهُ
وأحْبِبْand how dear بهِit is منْas a زائِرٍvisitor مُتعتِّبِreproachful
وأحْبِبْ بهِ منْ زائِرٍ مُتعتِّبِ
It did visit me, reproach shortening its steps;
Though he paid me a visit while censuring me
and how dear a reproachful visitor it was!
Receive with love a censurer with complaint
يواصِلُناkeeps us company والليْلُwhile the night غَضٌّfresh شَبابُهُits youth
يواصِلُنا والليْلُ غَضٌّ شَبابُهُ
ويَهْجُرُand departs إنif شابَتْturn gray ذَوائِبُthe forelocks of غَيْهَبِdeep darkness
ويَهْجُرُ إن شابَتْ ذَوائِبُ غَيْهَبِ
It keeps us company while the night's youth is fresh,
He joins us while the night is tender in youth
and deserts us when deep darkness's forelocks turn gray.
And leaves when the paths of deprivation turn rough
فماso what ليhave I وللطّيفِand with the phantom المُعاوِدِreturning مَوْهِناًlate at night
فما لي وللطّيفِ المُعاوِدِ مَوْهِناً
سَرىtraveled by night كاخْتِطافِlike the sudden flash of البارِقِlightning المتَصوِّبِflashing downward
سَرى كاخْتِطافِ البارِقِ المتَصوِّبِ
What have I to do with the phantom returning late at night,
Why do I accept the gentle one returning weakened
that sped by night like a downward flash of lightning?
Traveling like a swift flashing lightning
وقدand already كنتُI had راجَعْتُreturned to السُّلُوَّfreedom from love عنِfrom الصِّباyouthful passion
وقد كنتُ راجَعْتُ السُّلُوَّ عنِ الصِّبا
وأضْمَرْتُand inwardly resolved تَوْديعَto bid farewell to الغَزالِthe gazelle المُرَبَّبِfondly reared
وأضْمَرْتُ تَوْديعَ الغَزالِ المُرَبَّبِ
Yet I had regained freedom from youthful passion,
Though once I had abandoned my lust for youth
and inwardly resolved to farewell the cherished gazelle.
And resolved to bid the fawn with anklets farewell
ورُحْتُand I became غَبيَّhidden السِّنِّthe teeth عنْto كُلِّevery مَضْحَكٍcause for laughter
ورُحْتُ غَبيَّ السِّنِّ عنْ كُلِّ مَضْحَكٍ
ومُنْكَسِرَand lowered الألْحاظِin gaze عنْaway from كُلِّevery مَلْعَبِplace of amusement
ومُنْكَسِرَ الألْحاظِ عنْ كُلِّ مَلْعَبِ
And I no longer bared my teeth at anything that stirred laughter,
I went about aged, amused by nothing
and lowered my gaze away from every place of amusement,
And turned my glances from all jest
علىat حينَthe time when نادَىcalled out بالظّعائِنِfor the women in litters أهْلُهاtheir kin
على حينَ نادَى بالظّعائِنِ أهْلُها
ولمْand did not يَحذَرواbeware العُقْبىthe outcome لِماof what فيin المُغَيَّبِthe unseen
ولمْ يَحذَروا العُقْبى لِما في المُغَيَّبِ
just when their kin called the women in litters to depart,
When her people called to misfortunes undeterred
and did not beware the outcome of what lay hidden.
And did not fear what the future held unseen
وأوْدىand perished قِوامُQiwam (pillar of) الدّينِal-Din (the faith) حتىuntil تولّعَتْgrew obsessed
وأوْدى قِوامُ الدّينِ حتى تولّعَتْ
صُروفُthe vicissitudes of اللياليthe nights بيwith me فرَنَّقْنَso they muddied مَشْرَبيmy drink
صُروفُ الليالي بي فرَنَّقْنَ مَشْرَبي
And Qiwam al-Din perished, till they grew hostile—
Until the pillars of faith collapsed and so
the vicissitudes of the nights—toward me, and muddied my drink.
The nights tossed me about, distorting my shelter
سأذْكُرُهُI shall mention him للرَّكْبِto the caravan كلّتْhave tired مَطيُّهُمْtheir mounts
سأذْكُرُهُ للرَّكْبِ كلّتْ مَطيُّهُمْ
وللسّفْرِand to travelers إذwhen أعْياهُمُbaffled them وَجْهُthe way toward مَطْلَبِa goal
وللسّفْرِ إذ أعْياهُمُ وَجْهُ مَطْلَبِ
I shall speak of him to the caravan whose mounts have tired,
I will recall him to a caravan when their riding beasts halt
and to travelers when the way to a goal bewilders them,
And to a journey when the goal tires them
وللآمِلِand to the hopeful one الصّاديthirsty متَىwhenever يَبْدُappears مَنْهَلٌa watering place
وللآمِلِ الصّادي متَى يَبْدُ مَنْهَلٌ
ولمْand not يَكُwas he منْfrom أحْواضِهِhis watering troughs يتنكَّبُturning aside
ولمْ يَكُ منْ أحْواضِهِ يتنكَّبُ
and to the thirsty hopeful, whenever a watering place appears,
And to a hopeful searcher when a spring appears
and he has never turned aside from his watering troughs.
But its basins did not overflow for him
ولولاand were it not for نِظامُNizam (order of) الدّينِal-Din (the faith) كانتْwould have been لُحومُناour flesh
ولولا نِظامُ الدّينِ كانتْ لُحومُنا
وإنْeven though كَرُمَتْit was noble نُهْبىprey for نُسورٍvultures وأذْؤبِand wolves
وإنْ كَرُمَتْ نُهْبى نُسورٍ وأذْؤبِ
Were it not for Nizam al-Din, our flesh would have been,
If not for the order of faith, our flesh
however noble, prey for vultures and wolves.
Would be prey for eagles and beasts
وماand never زالَhas ceased منْamong أبناءِthe sons of إسْحاقَIshaq كَوكَبٌa star
وما زالَ منْ أبناءِ إسْحاقَ كَوكَبٌ
يَلوحُshines إذاwhen ولّىdeparts الزّمانُTime بكَوْكَبِwith a star
يَلوحُ إذا ولّى الزّمانُ بكَوْكَبِ
And among Ishaq's sons a star has never ceased
A star remains from Isaac's sons
to shine whenever Time takes a star away.
Gleaming when time turns with revolution
ولماand when أتانيreached me أنّهُthat he قَمَعَsubdued العِداthe foes
ولما أتاني أنّهُ قَمَعَ العِدا
هَتَفْتُI called out بآمالٍto hopes روازِحَweighed down لُغَّبِexhausted
هَتَفْتُ بآمالٍ روازِحَ لُغَّبِ
And when word reached me that he had subdued the foes,
When he came and told me he had suppressed the enemy
I called out to hopes weighed down and exhausted.
I shouted hopes that purified my fervent cravings
وقُلْتُand I said لصَحْبيto my companions بادِرواhasten ahead of الصُّبْحَdawn نَبْتَكِرْlet us begin early
وقُلْتُ لصَحْبي بادِروا الصُّبْحَ نَبْتَكِرْ
علىover بابليٍّBabylonian wine فيin الزُّجاجَةِthe bottle أصْهَبِtawny
على بابليٍّ في الزُّجاجَةِ أصْهَبِ
And I told my companions: Outstrip dawn; let us begin early
And said to my friends hurry to the dawn, let's start early
over tawny Babylonian wine in the bottle.
With a Babylonian in a bottle, sparkling
لهit has مَشْرِقٌa rising-place فيin أوْجُهِthe faces of الشَّرْبِthe drinkers بعْدَماafter
له مَشْرِقٌ في أوْجُهِ الشَّرْبِ بعْدَما
تُصَوِّبُyou send downward ماthe space بَينَbetween اللُّهاthe uvulas نَحوَtoward مَغْرِبِa setting-place
تُصَوِّبُ ما بَينَ اللُّها نَحوَ مَغْرِبِ
It has a sunrise in the drinkers' faces, after
He has a rising sun in the faces of drinkers after
you pour it down between their uvulas toward its sunset.
He turns what is between joy and sorrow to the West
كأنّas though الحَبابَthe bubbles المُسْتَطيرَspreading إذاwhen طَفاthey float
كأنّ الحَبابَ المُسْتَطيرَ إذا طَفا
لآلِئُpearls إلاexcept أنّهاthat they لمhave not تُثَقَّبِbeen pierced
لآلِئُ إلا أنّها لم تُثَقَّبِ
The spreading bubbles, when they float, are like
As if the swirling beads when floating
pearls, except that they have not been pierced.
Are only pearls without holes
ومنْand among أرْيَحِيّاتيmy openhearted impulses وللرّاحِwhile wine has نَشْوَةٌintoxication
ومنْ أرْيَحِيّاتي وللرّاحِ نَشْوَةٌ
متىwhenever تَدُرِgoes round الكأسُthe cup الرّوِيّةُbrimming أطْرَبِI rejoice
متى تَدُرِ الكأسُ الرّوِيّةُ أطْرَبِ
And one of my openhearted impulses—wine has its intoxication—
From my pleasant Syrian wines a delight rises
is to rejoice whenever the brimming cup goes round.
Whenever the plump goblet circulates intoxicating
فظَلْناso we remained بيَوْمٍduring a day قصّرَshortened اللّهْوُpleasure طُولَهُits length
فظَلْنا بيَوْمٍ قصّرَ اللّهْوُ طُولَهُ
نَشاوَىintoxicated ولمand did not نَحْفِلْheed عِتابَthe reproach of المؤَنِّبِthe rebuker
نَشاوَى ولم نَحْفِلْ عِتابَ المؤَنِّبِ
So we spent a day whose length pleasure shortened,
So we remained a day whose amusing length he shortened
intoxicated, heedless of the rebuker's reproach.
Happy, heeding not the blame of the warning critic
تنِمُّwhisper إليناto us بالسّرورِof joy مَزاهِرٌlutes
تنِمُّ إلينا بالسّرورِ مَزاهِرٌ
يُغازِلْنَthey flirt with أطْرافَthe tips of البَنانِthe fingers المُخَضَّبِdye-stained
يُغازِلْنَ أطْرافَ البَنانِ المُخَضَّبِ
Lutes whisper joy to us,
Toward us the flowers smile with joy
flirting with the tips of dye-stained fingers.
Flirting with the edges of the rouged fingertips
إذاif كُنتَyou are جاراًa protected neighbor للحُسَيْنِof al-Husayn فلاthen do not تُبَلْcare about
إذا كُنتَ جاراً للحُسَيْنِ فلا تُبَلْ
رِضَىthe approval of المُتَجنّيthe unjust accuser فاتْرُكِso let الدّهْرَTime يَغْضَبِbe angry
رِضَى المُتَجنّي فاتْرُكِ الدّهْرَ يَغْضَبِ
If you are under al-Husayn's protection, do not care about
If you are a neighbor of Hussein then do not care
the unjust accuser's approval; let Time be angry.
To please the complainer, leave time to rage
أخوpossessor of عَزْمَةٍa firm resolve تُغْنيsuffices إذاwhen الأمْرُthe affair أظْلَمَتْgrows dark
أخو عَزْمَةٍ تُغْني إذا الأمْرُ أظْلَمَتْ
جَوانِبُهُits sides عنْin place of باتِرِcutting الحَدِّthe edge مِقْضَبِa cleaving sword
جَوانِبُهُ عنْ باتِرِ الحَدِّ مِقْضَبِ
He possesses a resolve that suffices, when an affair grows dark
Brother of Azma, you sing when the matter darkens
on all its sides, in place of a keen-edged, cleaving sword.
Its aspects from the apathetic, withdrawn critic
ويَسْموand he rises إِلىagainst أعْدائِهِhis enemies منْfrom among كُماتِهِhis armored champions
ويَسْمو إِلى أعْدائِهِ منْ كُماتِهِ
وآرائِهِand his counsels فيin مِقْنَبٍa squadron بَعْدَafter مِقْنَبِa squadron
وآرائِهِ في مِقْنَبٍ بَعْدَ مِقْنَبِ
And he rises against his enemies with his armored champions
And you rise above your enemies in attacks
and his counsels, in squadron after squadron.
And your views in a battle after battle
ويَرْميهمُand assails them واليومُwhile the day دامٍis bloody عَجاجُهُits swirling dust
ويَرْميهمُ واليومُ دامٍ عَجاجُهُ
بجُرْدٍwith short-coated steeds يُبارينَvying with الأعِنّةَthe reins شُزَّبِlean
بجُرْدٍ يُبارينَ الأعِنّةَ شُزَّبِ
He assails them while the day's swirling dust is bloody,
And you shoot them while the day still rages
with short-coated, lean steeds that vie with their reins.
With a lance rivalling spears in straightness
ويَكْنُفُهُand surrounds him نَصْرٌvictory يُناجيwhispers to لِواءَهُhis banner
ويَكْنُفُهُ نَصْرٌ يُناجي لِواءَهُ
إذاwhen ماever هَفاit flutters كالطّائِرِlike a bird المُتَقلِّبِwheeling
إذا ما هَفا كالطّائِرِ المُتَقلِّبِ
And victory surrounds him, whispering to his banner,
And victory accompanies you whispering to its banner
whenever it flutters like a wheeling bird.
When it flutters like the circling bird
فلِلّهِso praise be to God مَيْمونُblessed النّقيبَةِin fortune إنif غَزاhe campaigns
فلِلّهِ مَيْمونُ النّقيبَةِ إن غَزا
أراحَbrings home at evening إليهِto him مالَهُhis livestock كلُّevery مُعْزِبِoutlying herdsman
أراحَ إليهِ مالَهُ كلُّ مُعْزِبِ
Praise God for this man of blessed fortune! If he campaigns,
So blessed are the shooting stars when he attacks
every outlying herdsman brings his livestock home to him.
Relieved are all in desolation headed to him
يقولُhe says لمُرْتادِto the seeker of السّماحَةِgenerosity مَرحَباًwelcome
يقولُ لمُرْتادِ السّماحَةِ مَرحَباً
إذاwhen النِّكْسُthe base man لَوّىtwists ماضِغَيْهِhis jaws بمَرْحَبِaround 'welcome'
إذا النِّكْسُ لَوّى ماضِغَيْهِ بمَرْحَبِ
He says 'Welcome' to the seeker of generosity,
He says hello to the facile generous one
when the base man twists his jaws over 'welcome.'
When misfortune distorts its kneading in welcome
ويُلْقيand lay down لدَيْهِbeside him المُعْتَفونَthe bounty-seekers رِحالَهُمْtheir saddles
ويُلْقي لدَيْهِ المُعْتَفونَ رِحالَهُمْ
بأفْيَحَin a spacious place لاnever يَعْتادُهُvisits it المَحْلُdrought مُخْصِبِfertile
بأفْيَحَ لا يَعْتادُهُ المَحْلُ مُخْصِبِ
And seekers of bounty lay down their saddles beside him,
And the grateful ones cast their belongings before him
in a spacious, fertile place that drought never visits.
With openness that the place is not used to fertile
حَلَفْتُI swore بأيديby the forelegs of الرّاقِصاتِthe dancing camels إِلىtoward مِنىًMina
حَلَفْتُ بأيدي الرّاقِصاتِ إِلى مِنىً
يُبارينَthey vie with وَفْدَthe arriving company of الريحِthe wind فيacross كلِّevery سَبْسَبِopen plain
يُبارينَ وَفْدَ الريحِ في كلِّ سَبْسَبِ
I swore by the forelegs of the camels dancing toward Mina,
I swore by the hands of the dancing girls to Mina
vying with the wind's arriving company across every open plain.
Rivalling the procession of wind in every bracelet
عليهاupon them غُلامٌa youth لاحَهُhas worn him thin السّيْرُtravel والسُّرىand night travel
عليها غُلامٌ لاحَهُ السّيْرُ والسُّرى
بهِin him قَلَقٌrestlessness منْfrom عَزْمِهِhis resolve المُتَلَهِّبِblazing
بهِ قَلَقٌ منْ عَزْمِهِ المُتَلَهِّبِ
On them rides a youth worn thin by travel and night journeys,
Upon them a youth whose travel and nightwalking shone on him
with restlessness born of his blazing resolve.
With anxiety from his fervent determination
وهزَّand shook الفَيافيthe wastelands عُودَهُhis stem إذْwhen تَشَبّثَتْclung
وهزَّ الفَيافي عُودَهُ إذْ تَشَبّثَتْ
يَدُthe hand of الدّهْرِTime منهُof him باللّحاءِto the bark المُشَذَّبِpared
يَدُ الدّهْرِ منهُ باللّحاءِ المُشَذَّبِ
And the wastelands shook his stem, when there clung
He shook the tent peg when the hand of fate clung
Time's hand to his pared bark.
To him from the rough plaited beard
فلمْyet did not يَدّرِعْclothe himself in والشّمْسُwhile the sun كادَnearly أُوارُهاits scorching heat
فلمْ يَدّرِعْ والشّمْسُ كادَ أُوارُها
يُذيبُmelted الحَصىthe pebbles ظِلَّthe shade of الخِباءِthe tent المُطَنَّبِsecured with guy ropes
يُذيبُ الحَصى ظِلَّ الخِباءِ المُطَنَّبِ
Yet he did not cloak himself—though the sun's blaze almost
He did not armor himself though the sun almost
melted the pebbles—in the shade of a guy-roped tent.
Melted pebbles in the cool shade of the arched tent
فماso never زالَceased يَطْويهاfolding them up ويَطوينَهُwhile they folded him الفَلاthe wastelands
فما زالَ يَطْويها ويَطوينَهُ الفَلا
إِلىuntil أنْthat أنَخْناهُنَّwe made them kneel عندَat المُحَصِّبِal-Muhassab
إِلى أنْ أنَخْناهُنَّ عندَ المُحَصِّبِ
So he kept folding up the wastes, while they folded him in turn,
He kept charging them and the horsemen charging him
until we made them kneel at al-Muhassab.
Until we rescued them at the battlefield
لأَوْهَيْتَyou surely weakened أرْكانَthe pillars of العَدوِّthe enemy بكاهِلٍwith an upper back
لأَوْهَيْتَ أرْكانَ العَدوِّ بكاهِلٍ
تُحَمِّلُهُyou load it with عِبْءَthe burden of المَعاليlofty achievements ومَنْكِبِand a shoulder
تُحَمِّلُهُ عِبْءَ المَعالي ومَنْكِبِ
You have surely weakened the enemy's pillars with a back
If you undertook the ministry as a warrior
and shoulder on which you load the burden of high achievement.
And stroked the dear wish of the zealous
ومَنْand who يتصدّىputs himself forward للوزارَةِfor the vizierate جاهِداًstriving hard
ومَنْ يتصدّى للوزارَةِ جاهِداً
ويَمْسَحُand strokes عِطْفَthe flank of المَطْلَبِthe sought-for goal المُتعَصِّبِobstinate
ويَمْسَحُ عِطْفَ المَطْلَبِ المُتعَصِّبِ
And who would labor to take on the vizierate
Passion drew you to it and settled
and stroke the flank of that obstinate goal?
Upon the best youth in the best position
فقدْfor already نَزَعَتْshe has turned in longing وَلْهَىdistraught with love إلَيْكَtoward you وخيّمَتْand encamped
فقدْ نَزَعَتْ وَلْهَى إلَيْكَ وخيّمَتْ
بخَيْرِwith the best فَتىًyoung man واسْتَوْطَنَتْand settled in خَيْرَthe best مَنصِبِstation
بخَيْرِ فَتىً واسْتَوْطَنَتْ خَيْرَ مَنصِبِ
For she has turned toward you, distraught with longing, and encamped
Far between the two ministers - one retiring
with the best of young men, making her home in the finest station.
Came to power willingly, and the other fatigued
وشتّانَand how far apart ماwhat is بَيْنَbetween الوَزيرَيْنِthe two viziers وادِعٍone at ease
وشتّانَ ما بَيْنَ الوَزيرَيْنِ وادِعٍ
أتَتْهُcame to him العُلاglory طَوْعاًwillingly وآخرَand another مُتعَبِexhausted
أتَتْهُ العُلا طَوْعاً وآخرَ مُتعَبِ
And how far apart are the two viziers: one at ease,
Your father's pride is enough that you are his son
to whom glory came willingly, and another worn out.
As he is foremost in pride from a father
فحَسْبُso enough for أبيكَyour father مَفْخَراًas glory أنّكَthat you ابْنُهُare his son
فحَسْبُ أبيكَ مَفْخَراً أنّكَ ابْنُهُ
كماjust as أنّهُhe is ناهيكَenough for you فيin الفَخْرِpride منْas a أبِfather
كما أنّهُ ناهيكَ في الفَخْرِ منْ أبِ
It is enough glory for your father that you are his son,
You remained while the efforts continuously
just as he is father enough to make you proud.
Flocked refreshed and unfailing to you
بَقِيتَmay you endure ولاand never زالَتْmay they cease تَروحُcoming in the evening وتَغْتَديand coming in the morning
بَقِيتَ ولا زالَتْ تَروحُ وتَغْتَدي
إليكَto you المَساعيnoble deeds غَضّةَfresh المُتَنَسَّبِin lineage
إليكَ المَساعي غَضّةَ المُتَنَسَّبِ
May you endure, and may they never cease coming, evening and morning,
While the enviers never stopped clothing their child
to you—noble deeds, fresh in their lineage.
With worries, winding difficulties white-haired
ولاand never بَرِحَmay they cease الحُسّادُthe envious يَكْسوclothes وليدَهُمْtheir infant
ولا بَرِحَ الحُسّادُ يَكْسو وليدَهُمْ
لَواعِجُburning pangs منْof هَمٍّworry غَدائِرَthe tresses of أشْيَبِa gray-haired man
لَواعِجُ منْ هَمٍّ غَدائِرَ أشْيَبِ
And may the envious forever have their infant clothed
by the burning pangs of worry in a gray-haired man's tresses.
Partial English translation: 76 of 78 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1