بعدafter الصّباحِthe morning الّذيwhich ودَّعتُكُمI bade you farewell فيهِin it
بعد الصّباحِ الّذي ودَّعتُكُم فيهِ
لمnot أَلْقَI found للدَّهْرِfor time صُبْحاًa dawn فيin لَياليهِits nights
لم أَلْقَ للدَّهْرِ صُبْحاً في لَياليهِ
After the morning in which I bade you farewell,
After the morning when I bade you farewell
I found no dawn in time's nights.
I saw no other morn in all the nights since.
قدindeed كانthere was أَوَّلَthe first صُبْحٍdawn بعْدَafter عَهْدِكمُtime with you
قد كان أَوَّلَ صُبْحٍ بعْدَ عَهْدِكمُ
مضَىit passed ولمand not تَكْتَحلْwas anointed with kohl عَيْنيmy eye بثانيهwith its second
مضَى ولم تَكْتَحلْ عَيْني بثانيه
There was a first dawn after my time with you;
The first dawn after being with you slipped by
it passed, and my eye never wore a second as kohl.
And my eyes saw no second dawn.
فالدَّهرُso time بعْدَكمُafter you لَيْلٌa night أُلابِسُهI dwell in it
فالدَّهرُ بعْدَكمُ لَيْلٌ أُلابِسُه
والعَيشُand life دُونكمُwithout you هَمٌّsorrow أُقاسيهI endure it
والعَيشُ دُونكمُ هَمٌّ أُقاسيه
For time without you is a night I inhabit,
Since you left, all time is but night I don
and life without you is a sorrow I endure.
And living without you, grief I endure.
قدindeed كِدْتُI almost أخْتِمُseal طَرْفيmy eye وَحْشةًout of loneliness لكُمُfor you
قد كِدْتُ أخْتِمُ طَرْفي وَحْشةً لكُمُ
عنfrom كلِّevery خَلْقٍcreature منof الدُّنْياthe world أُلاقيهI meet it
عن كلِّ خَلْقٍ من الدُّنْيا أُلاقيه
I have almost sealed my eye, lonely for you,
My longing almost made me shun all people -
against every creature in this world I meet.
With any soul alive, converse eschew.
لكنّماbut يتَلقّانيmeets me خيالُكمُyour image
لكنّما يتَلقّاني خيالُكمُ
فيamong النّاسِpeople منfrom كُلِّevery مَنْone who باللّحْظِwith a glance أَرميهI cast at him
في النّاسِ من كُلِّ مَنْ باللّحْظِ أَرميه
Yet your image comes to meet me
But visions of you still come to find me
in every person among the people at whom I cast a glance.
In every glance of eye that I let fly.
قدindeed صَوَّرfashioned الوهْمُimagination فيin عَيْنيmy eye مِثالَكمُyour likeness
قد صَوَّر الوهْمُ في عَيْني مِثالَكمُ
منfrom طُولthe length ماthat أَناI بالذِّكْرَىin remembrance أُراعيهwatch over it
من طُول ما أَنا بالذِّكْرَى أُراعيه
Imagination has fashioned your likeness in my eye,
Fantasy portrayed your image in my sight
from how long I have watched over it in remembrance.
From all the memories graven in my heart.
فكُلُّso every ناظرِeye of إنسانٍa person أُقابلُهI meet him
فكُلُّ ناظرِ إنسانٍ أُقابلُه
أَرَىI see خيالَكُمُyour image منfrom ناظريmy eye فيهin it
أَرَى خيالَكُمُ من ناظري فيه
Thus, in every human eye I face,
Each human face I chance to look upon
I see your image, reflected from my own eye.
Seems you - from out my eyes your shade doth rise.
يَلومنيreproaches me فيfor هوىlove of الأحبابِthe loved ones كُلُّevery فتىًyoung man
يَلومني في هوى الأحبابِ كُلُّ فتىً
سَهْمُthe arrow of الصّبابةِpassionate longing يُصْمينيstrikes me dead ويُخْطيهand misses him
سَهْمُ الصّبابةِ يُصْميني ويُخْطيه
Every youth reproaches me for loving my loved ones—
The zealous youths blame my obsesséd love,
love's arrow strikes me dead and misses him.
Their arrows make me swoon, bring blame thereby.
يَعيبُنيfinds fault with me فيfor الهوَىlove بَغْياًunjustly ويَعذُلنيand reproaches me
يَعيبُني في الهوَى بَغْياً ويَعذُلني
وإنَّماand it is only يَبْتلينيafflicts me مَنْthe one who يُعافيهspares him
وإنَّما يَبْتليني مَنْ يُعافيه
He faults my love unjustly and reproaches me;
They vilify my love as infidelity
yet the one who afflicts me is the one who spares him.
Yet only try me, he who pardons me.
تَكْليفُكyour demanding of الصّبَّthe lovesick one صَبْراًpatience عنaway from أَحِبّتهhis loved ones
تَكْليفُك الصّبَّ صَبْراً عن أَحِبّته
قولٌwords يُعنّيهِthat trouble him فيماabout what ليسdoes not يَعْنيهconcern him
قولٌ يُعنّيهِ فيما ليس يَعْنيه
Your demanding that the lovesick endure without his loved ones
To curb the lover from his dear, you say
is talk that troubles him about what does not concern him.
Words that mean naught to him who feels the sting.
أَقِلَّlessen منof عذَلٍreproach تَلْقَىyou meet المشَوقَthe yearning lover بهِwith it
أَقِلَّ من عذَلٍ تَلْقَى المشَوقَ بهِ
فقَلبُهfor his heart بسهامِwith arrows of اللّوْمِreproach تَرْميهyou shoot it
فقَلبُه بسهامِ اللّوْمِ تَرْميه
Lessen the reproach with which you greet the yearning lover:
Reproach the longing one deserves no less
you shoot his heart with arrows of blame.
Than arrows in his heart that pierce and fling.
والمرءُand a man مثْلُlike نفوذِthe piercing passage of السّهْمِthe arrow منfrom يَدِهhis hand
والمرءُ مثْلُ نفوذِ السّهْمِ من يَدِه
إلىinto القلوبِhearts نُفوذُthe piercing passage of السّهْمِthe arrow مِنfrom فِيهhis mouth
إلى القلوبِ نُفوذُ السّهْمِ مِن فِيه
As a man's arrow flies piercingly from his hand,
A man can aim his arrows as he please,
so the arrow from his mouth pierces hearts.
None thwarts his piercing shaft’s fierce thrusting.
دَعْleave عنكaway from you قلبيmy heart فإنَّfor indeed الحُبَّlove آمِرُهits commander
دَعْ عنك قلبي فإنَّ الحُبَّ آمِرُه
أَضعافَmany times ماwhat أَنتyou بالتّثْريبِwith reproach ناهيهits prohibitor
أَضعافَ ما أَنت بالتّثْريبِ ناهيه
Leave my heart alone, for love commands it
Leave my heart be - for love is its commander,
many times more strongly than your reproaches forbid it.
Its monitor, mere trifles to its king.
إنّيindeed I لأشكرُtruly thank إلْفيmy beloved companion فيin تَباعُدهِhis remoteness
إنّي لأشكرُ إلْفي في تَباعُدهِ
وطالماand often كنتُI used to أَشكوcomplain فيin تَدانيهhis nearness
وطالما كنتُ أَشكو في تَدانيه
Indeed, I thank my beloved for his distance,
I thank my cave, though remote it be,
though I long used to complain when he was near.
And ceaseless did I shun its narrowing.
إذاwhen أَعَلَّنيَmade me ill الأشواقُlongings عَلّلَنيsoothed me
إذا أَعَلَّنيَ الأشواقُ عَلّلَني
منهfrom him خيالٌan image يُسرّيdispels الهَمَّsorrow ساريهits night-wanderer
منه خيالٌ يُسرّي الهَمَّ ساريه
When longings make me ill, I am soothed
Does longing lift me high, some phantom comes
by a vision of him, wandering by night to dispel sorrow.
To cheer my spirit and allay its sting.
يُزهَىgrows proud علىdespite البُعدِdistance طَرْفيmy eye حينَwhen يَطْرُقهvisits it by night
يُزهَى على البُعدِ طَرْفي حينَ يَطْرُقه
منfrom عندِthe presence of أَحبابهِits loved ones طَيْفٌa phantom يُوافيهcomes to it
من عندِ أَحبابهِ طَيْفٌ يُوافيه
Despite the distance, my eye grows proud when it is visited
From my dear friends a graceful ghost draws nigh
by a phantom arriving from its loved ones,
To grace my eyes whene’er I pine or sing.
كماjust as زهَتْgrew proud أَصفهانٌIsfahan إذْwhen ألَمَّarrived بهاat it
كما زهَتْ أَصفهانٌ إذْ ألَمَّ بها
مُؤيّدُMu'ayyid (supporter) المُلْكِal-Mulk (of the realm) فاهتزَّتْso it swayed منwith التيهpride
مُؤيّدُ المُلْكِ فاهتزَّتْ من التيه
as Isfahan grew proud when it was visited
Like Isfahan, when graced by Fortune’s Son -
by Mu'ayyid al-Mulk, and swayed with pride.
The kingdom shook, all in his glory’s ring.
كعارضِlike a raincloud يَسْبِقُprecedes الإيماضَlightning وابلُهُits downpour
كعارضِ يَسْبِقُ الإيماضَ وابلُهُ
إذاwhen تَعرّضَpresents himself للمعروفfor bounty راجيهone hoping for it
إذا تَعرّضَ للمعروف راجيه
He is like a raincloud whose downpour precedes its lightning,
As quick to give as lightning is to strike,
whenever one hoping for bounty comes forward.
All good he would obtain, he sought to bring.
ويَكْشِفُand dispels الهَوْلَterror فيin الهَيْجاbattle إذاwhen شَرَعتْthrusts forward
ويَكْشِفُ الهَوْلَ في الهَيْجا إذا شَرَعتْ
يَمينُهُhis right hand ماضياًkeen فيهاinto it يَمانيهhis Yemeni sword
يَمينُهُ ماضياً فيها يَمانيه
And he dispels terror in battle whenever
He routs all fear and havoc in the fray
his right hand thrusts his keen Yemeni sword into it.
With yeoman’s hand that rights the listing king.
ماضٍadvancing علىalong سَنَنِthe path of التحقيقِtruth يَنْصُرُهhe upholds it
ماضٍ على سَنَنِ التحقيقِ يَنْصُرُه
فلاso no يُرَىis seen عندهwith him سُوقٌmarket لِتَمْويهfor deceit
فلا يُرَى عنده سُوقٌ لِتَمْويه
He advances along the path of truth, upholding it,
In his hand the pen he always set aside
and no market for deceit is found with him.
To let fair judgement run its proper string.
فيin كَفِّهhis palm قَلمٌa pen تَلْقاهُyou find it مُنْصَلتاًunsheathed
في كَفِّه قَلمٌ تَلْقاهُ مُنْصَلتاً
يَجْريruns القَضاءُdecree مُجدّاًdiligently فيin مَجاريهits channels
يَجْري القَضاءُ مُجدّاً في مَجاريه
In his palm is a pen you find unsheathed;
If once to Holy Writ he bent his head,
decree moves diligently through its channels.
No angel there but sought his gathering.
إذاwhen انْثنَىit bends ساجِداًin prostration نحْوَtoward الكتابِthe document لهfor him
إذا انْثنَى ساجِداً نحْوَ الكتابِ له
يوماًone day فلاthen no مَلِكٌking إلاّexcept ويَحكيهand imitates it
يوماً فلا مَلِكٌ إلاّ ويَحكيه
Whenever it bows in prostration toward the page for him,
If once he plunged deep in his sea of grace,
on any day, there is no king who does not imitate it.
His line would gems and pearls be harvesting.
وإنْand if بداit appears غائصاًdiving فيin بَحْرِthe sea of أنْمُلهhis fingertips
وإنْ بدا غائصاً في بَحْرِ أنْمُله
ألْقَىit casts إلىonto الطِّرْسِthe parchment منsome of أسْنَىthe most splendid of لآليهits pearls
ألْقَى إلى الطِّرْسِ من أسْنَى لآليه
And when it appears diving into the sea of his fingertips,
O peerless in the world as to thy worth,
it casts upon the parchment some of its most splendid pearls.
Creation’s marvel spinning fortune’s string!
ياO مَنْyou who تَوحَّدَstood alone فيin الدُّنْياthe world برُتْبتِهin his rank
يا مَنْ تَوحَّدَ في الدُّنْيا برُتْبتِه
منَof الجَلالِmajesty فلاso no خُلْقٌcharacter مُدانيهrivals him
منَ الجَلالِ فلا خُلْقٌ مُدانيه
O you who stand alone in this world in your rank
If war’s turmoil left the world no peace,
of majesty, with no character matching yours.
Only thou couldst stand when terror battered kings.
سِواكَother than you مَنْthose who باتَbecame حَرْبُthe war of الدَّهرِtime تُقْلقُهunsettles him
سِواكَ مَنْ باتَ حَرْبُ الدَّهرِ تُقْلقُه
إذاwhen دهَتْهit strikes him وسِلْمُand the peace of الدّهرِtime يُطْغيهmakes him arrogant
إذا دهَتْه وسِلْمُ الدّهرِ يُطْغيه
Others than you are shaken by time's warfare
Thou art not one whose power abandoned him;
when it strikes them, and made arrogant by its peace.
The more glory gained, still nobler seeming.
أنتyou الّذيthe one who لمnot يَنَلْsuffered نَقْصاًdiminution بعُطْلَتِهthrough his being unadorned
أنت الّذي لم يَنَلْ نَقْصاً بعُطْلَتِه
منfrom حيثُthe fact that ماnot زادَهُadded to him فَخْراًglory تَحلِّيهhis adornment
من حيثُ ما زادَهُ فَخْراً تَحلِّيه
You are the one who lost no stature when unadorned,
And who shall bear the throne its tidings, who?
since adornment had added nothing to your glory.
That message which its minions love to bring?
فمَنْso who يُبلِّغُهاconveys it السُّلطانَto the Sultan مَاْلُكَةًas a message
فمَنْ يُبلِّغُها السُّلطانَ مَاْلُكَةً
يَسْعىhastens بهاwith it مِنfrom among مَواليهhis retainers مُواليهhis loyal supporter
يَسْعى بها مِن مَواليه مُواليه
Who, then, will convey this message to the Sultan,
So thou might set upon thy head its helm
a loyal supporter carrying it from among his retainers,
And truth e’er guide thee through dread danger’s ring.
بحيثُwhere يَعْقِدُhe binds منهfrom him تاجَهُhis crown قَسَماًan oath
بحيثُ يَعْقِدُ منه تاجَهُ قَسَماً
يَظلُّremains فيin الصِّدقِtruthfulness خافيهِits hidden part كباديهlike its outward part
يَظلُّ في الصِّدقِ خافيهِ كباديه
there swearing an oath by his crown,
For thou made real what dreams could not relate
remaining as true inwardly as outwardly:
As to the buttressed pillars of its wing.
لأنتَyou indeed حقّقْتَaccomplished منof تَثْبيتِthe securing of دَوْلتِهhis dynasty
لأنتَ حقّقْتَ من تَثْبيتِ دَوْلتِه
ماwhat لمnot تكُنْwere تَقْدِرُable الأحلامُdreams تَحْكيهto portray it
ما لم تكُنْ تَقْدِرُ الأحلامُ تَحْكيه
You indeed achieved, in securing his dynasty,
Else what were th’ rule, hadst thou not lent thine aid
what dreams could never have pictured.
When envious strangers sought to end its spring?
ماnot المُلْكُthe realm يَومئذٍon that day لولاbut for مؤيدهُits supporter
ما المُلْكُ يَومئذٍ لولا مؤيدهُ
إلاّexcept بعُرْضةِexposed to مَنwhoever قدindeed جاءcame يَبْغيهseeking it
إلاّ بعُرْضةِ مَن قد جاء يَبْغيه
The realm that day, but for its supporter, was nothing
The wolf grew bold whilst the shepherd tarried;
but exposed to anyone who came to seize it.
Almost he dared to rend his final string!
غابٌa thicket أُصيبَwas struck down أبوthe father of شِبلَيْهِits two cubs فاخْتلَفاso the two quarreled
غابٌ أُصيبَ أبو شِبلَيْهِ فاخْتلَفا
فاستأْسدَso became lion-bold الذّئبُthe wolf حتّىuntil كادَnearly يأْويهmade it his refuge
فاستأْسدَ الذّئبُ حتّى كادَ يأْويه
A thicket: its two cubs' father was struck down, and they quarreled;
Had thy support but flagged a moment’s breath,
so the wolf grew lion-bold and nearly made it his refuge.
Dire were the straits from which we’d be writhing.
فلوand had تأخَّرhe delayed عنin تأييدهِsupporting it نَفَساًone breath
فلو تأخَّر عن تأييدهِ نَفَساً
لكانthere would have been مِنfrom ذاكthat ماwhat أعْياdefied تَلافيهits remedy
لكان مِن ذاك ما أعْيا تَلافيه
Had he delayed supporting it even for a breath,
Thy wise rede raised his flag and thy banners
what followed would have been beyond repair.
And lofty thee was yet more soaring.
برأيهِwith his counsel قامhe rose يَحْميهِprotecting it ورايتهand his banner
برأيهِ قام يَحْميهِ ورايته
وكانand was عاليهhis lofty counsel أمضَىkeener مِنْthan عَواليهhis spearpoints
وكان عاليه أمضَى مِنْ عَواليه
He rose to protect it with his counsel and his banner,
Till when the conquest by thy hand was done,
and his lofty counsel was keener than his spearpoints.
The throne inclined to all thou saidst in bringing.
حتّىuntil إذاwhen تَمَّwas completed الفَتْحُvictory منby يَدِهhis hand
حتّى إذا تَمَّ الفَتْحُ من يَدِه
للمُلْكِfor the realm أصْغَىhe listened إلىto ماwhat قالَsaid واشيهhis slanderer
للمُلْكِ أصْغَى إلى ما قالَ واشيه
But when victory was accomplished by his hand
A blade thou wert, when battle raged, blood-dripping,
for the realm, the ruler heeded his slanderer's words.
Then when the fray was finished, sheathed its sting.
وكانand he was كالمُنتضيlike one drawing للحَرْبِfor war صارِمَهhis keen sword
وكان كالمُنتضي للحَرْبِ صارِمَه
فإذْthen when تقَضَّتْit ended رأىhe decided on إغْمادَsheathing ماضيهhis sharp blade
فإذْ تقَضَّتْ رأى إغْمادَ ماضيه
He was like one who draws his keen sword for war,
No wonder if without thee things went awry -
then, when it ends, decides to sheath his sharp blade.
The whip’s enough, the sword they have no need swing!
إنْif نَفَّذواthey carried out دونَهwithout him أَمراًa matter فلاthen no عَجَبٌwonder
إنْ نَفَّذوا دونَه أَمراً فلا عَجَبٌ
مَنْwho يُعْملُemploys السّيفَthe sword حيثُwhere السَّوطُthe whip يَكْفيهsuffices him
مَنْ يُعْملُ السّيفَ حيثُ السَّوطُ يَكْفيه
If they carry out a matter without him, it is no wonder:
These days so racked with torment do suggest
who employs a sword where a whip suffices?
How wayward Fortune’s nights with day conspiring.
هذاthis زَمانٌan age علىdespite ماwhat فيهis in it مِنof كَدَرٍmurk
هذا زَمانٌ على ما فيه مِن كَدَرٍ
يَحكيresembles انْقِلابُthe overturning of لَياليهits nights بأهْليهupon its people
يَحكي انْقِلابُ لَياليه بأهْليه
This age, for all the murk within it,
Like visions in a pool that show below
in the way its nights overturn its people, resembles
Tall shadows looming overhead whilst lying.
غديرَa pool of ماءٍwater تَراءىappeared فيin أسافِلِهits depths
غديرَ ماءٍ تَراءى في أسافِلِه
خَيالُthe reflection of قَومٍpeople قيامstanding فيat أعاليهits upper reaches
خَيالُ قَومٍ قيام في أعاليه
a pool of water in whose depths appears
Though standing on its toes, each foot is sunk
the reflection of people standing above it:
And highest head deep in the mud is prying!
فالرِّجْلُso the foot تُبصَرُis seen مَرْفوعاًraised أَخامِصُهاits arches
فالرِّجْلُ تُبصَرُ مَرْفوعاً أَخامِصُها
والرّأسُand the head يُوجَدُis found مَنْكوساًinverted نَواصيهits forelocks
والرّأسُ يُوجَدُ مَنْكوساً نَواصيه
the foot is seen with its arches raised,
Methinks, my lord, such things take place today
and the head is found with its forelocks inverted.
As never thou wouldst brook, or give a blessing.
هذاthis علىdespite أنّthe fact that أَمراًan event غيْرَnot مُحتَسَبٍforeseen
هذا على أنّ أَمراً غيْرَ مُحتَسَبٍ
كأنّناas though we بكَsee you فيin ذاthis الدَّهْرِage تُبديهbring it forth
كأنّنا بكَ في ذا الدَّهْرِ تُبديه
Even so, an unforeseen event—
Bear thy hard epoch that shall pass thee by
it is as though we see you revealing it in this age.
And subtly note the specious and the sly.
صابِرْbear patiently with زمانَكَyour age تَعْبُرْwill pass عنكَaway from you شِدَّتُهits hardship
صابِرْ زمانَكَ تَعْبُرْ عنكَ شِدَّتُه
وأَمهلِand give time to الرَّنْقَthe murk يَخْلُصْwill clear منهfrom it صافيهits clear part
وأَمهلِ الرَّنْقَ يَخْلُصْ منه صافيه
Bear patiently with your age, and its hardship will pass you by;
Though long the darkness yet shall lift anon
give the murk time, and its clear water will emerge.
If thou hast patience for the dawn’s first sign.
فاللّيلُfor the night إنْif أَنتyou لمnot تَعجَلْhurry وإنْand even if مطَلَتْlingers
فاللّيلُ إنْ أَنت لم تَعجَلْ وإنْ مطَلَتْ
ظَلْماؤهits darkness فلَهُthen it has صُبْحٌa dawn يُجلِّيهdispels it
ظَلْماؤه فلَهُ صُبْحٌ يُجلِّيه
For night—if you are not hasty, though long may linger
Had Time kept on an even keel, unbroken,
its darkness—has a dawn that dispels it.
Its early bands ne’er this late hour defining.
لوif أَمكنَit were possible for الدّهرَtime أَنto يَبقَىremain علىin نَسَقٍone pattern
لو أَمكنَ الدّهرَ أَن يَبقَى على نَسَقٍ
ماnot زالpassed away باديهits first state حتّىuntil جاءَcame تاليهits next state
ما زال باديه حتّى جاءَ تاليه
If time could remain in one unchanging pattern,
Arouse thy courage for the hoped-for fate,
its first state would not have vanished to make way for the next.
Thy like arises, remote grows the nighing.
فانْهَضْso rise إلىtoward الأملِthe hope المطلوبِsought مُعْتزماًresolutely
فانْهَضْ إلى الأملِ المطلوبِ مُعْتزماً
نُهوضُthe rising of مثْلكone like you يَقْرُبْdraws near منكَto you قاصيهits distant end
نُهوضُ مثْلك يَقْرُبْ منكَ قاصيه
Rise resolutely toward the hope you seek;
Nor say the age is filled with perturbation;
the rising of one like you brings its distant goal near you.
How can one find repose mid chaos vying?
ولاand do not تَقولَنَّever say إنَّindeed الدَّهرَtime مُضْطَرِبٌunsettled
ولا تَقولَنَّ إنَّ الدَّهرَ مُضْطَرِبٌ
فكيفthen how فيهin it بمَقْصودٍwith a desired goal يُسَوّيهit sets it right
فكيف فيه بمَقْصودٍ يُسَوّيه
And never say, "Time is unsettled,
The bow was bent, no straightness in its shape,
so how can a sought goal within it be set straight?"
Yet still the arrow flew unerring, plying.
فالقوسُfor the bow مُذْever since لمnot تزَلْhas ceased فيin خَلْقِهاits making عِوَجٌcrookedness
فالقوسُ مُذْ لم تزَلْ في خَلْقِها عِوَجٌ
والسَّهْمُand the arrow يَمضيflies سديداًstraight فيtoward مَراميهits targets
والسَّهْمُ يَمضي سديداً في مَراميه
For the bow has always had a curve in its making,
The true religion shone as brilliant Hesper
yet the arrow flies straight to its targets.
And would not dim the path of rightful guiding.
يأبَىrefuses ضِياءُthe radiance of شهابِShihab (meteor) الدّينِal-Din (of religion) حينَwhen بداappeared
يأبَى ضِياءُ شهابِ الدّينِ حينَ بدا
ألاnot to يُضيءَilluminate سَبيلَthe path of الرُّشْدِright guidance هَاديهits guide
ألا يُضيءَ سَبيلَ الرُّشْدِ هَاديه
Shihab al-Din's radiance, once it appears, cannot fail
It is God’s light he lights effortlessly.
to light the path of right guidance as its guide.
How vain the mouths attempting Him denying!
وإنّماand only هوit is نُورُthe light of اللهِGod يُشْعِلُهHe kindles it
وإنّما هو نُورُ اللهِ يُشْعِلُه
أنَّىhow could بأفواههاwith their mouths الحُسّادُthe envious تُطْفِيهextinguish it
أنَّى بأفواهها الحُسّادُ تُطْفِيه
It is God's light, which He kindles;
His many graces over honours high
how could the envious extinguish it with their mouths?
Are worth all ransom that the world could buy.
فِدىًas ransom عِداهُhis enemies لعَلْياهُfor his eminence وقَلَّand too little would be لهfor him
فِدىً عِداهُ لعَلْياهُ وقَلَّ له
كلُّall البَرِيَّةِcreation طُرّاًentirely لوif تُفَدِّيهit ransomed him
كلُّ البَرِيَّةِ طُرّاً لو تُفَدِّيه
Let his foes be ransom for his eminence; too little for him
Yet envy sought to take his fame away
would all creation be, were it all to ransom him.
And harm so doing, but his light kept shining.
سَعْواthey strove علىagainst مَجْدِهhis glory منfrom كُلِّevery ذيone with حَسَدٍenvy
سَعْوا على مَجْدِه من كُلِّ ذي حَسَدٍ
يَظلُّkeeps يَنْشُرهُunfolding it بَغْياًmaliciously ويَطْويهand folding it away
يَظلُّ يَنْشُرهُ بَغْياً ويَطْويه
They worked against his glory, each one envious,
Naught hid from him what fate for him did will
ever unfolding it in malice and folding it away.
Had from the first his purpose been undying.
ماnot كانwould have been يَخفَىhidden عليهfrom him اليومَtoday مَوْضِعُهhis position
ما كان يَخفَى عليه اليومَ مَوْضِعُه
لوif كانhad بالأمسِyesterday أمضَىcarried out العزْمَthe resolve مُمْضيهits executor
لو كان بالأمسِ أمضَى العزْمَ مُمْضيه
His position today would not have been hidden from him,
If dread of time’s caprice fills any soul
had its executor carried out the resolve yesterday.
Not so the bold whom enemies defying!
إنْif كانthere is فيin الدَّهْرِtime خَوْفٌfear منof تَقلُّبِهits reversals
إنْ كان في الدَّهْرِ خَوْفٌ من تَقلُّبِه
فماthen why لذيfor one with الحَزْمِprudence يُغْضيturns a blind eye عَنto أعاديهhis enemies
فما لذي الحَزْمِ يُغْضي عَن أعاديه
If time holds fear because of its reversals,
As fire with moth, thus rivals and their ilk;
why does the prudent man overlook his enemies?
It slays them even as they are with it vying.
وإنّماand only مَثَلُthe likeness of الباغيthe aggressor وصاحبِهand his companion
وإنّما مَثَلُ الباغي وصاحبِه
كالنّارِlike fire والشّمْعِand wax يُبْقيهاit keeps it alive لِتُفْنيهso that it consumes it
كالنّارِ والشّمْعِ يُبْقيها لِتُفْنيه
The aggressor and his companion are only
Last scion of the throne’s defender, thee
like fire and wax: the wax keeps the fire alive to consume it.
His glory and his summit testifying!
بَقِيتَmay you endure ياO ابْنَson of نظامِNizam (order) المُلْكِal-Mulk (of the realm) تَخْلُفُهsucceeding him
بَقِيتَ يا ابْنَ نظامِ المُلْكِ تَخْلُفُه
فيin مَجْدِهhis glory ومَعاليهand his noble deeds فتُحيِيهthus reviving him
في مَجْدِه ومَعاليه فتُحيِيه
May you live on, O son of Nizam al-Mulk, succeeding him
The noble lords stand with thee, charming still
in his glory and noble deeds, and so reviving him.
As full moons circle with their stars complying.
ودُمْتَand may you endure والإخوةُand the brothers الزُّهْرُradiant الكرامُnoble معاًtogether
ودُمْتَ والإخوةُ الزُّهْرُ الكرامُ معاً
كالبَدْرِlike the full moon والشُّهْبِand the stars يَعْنيهاit cares for them وتَعْنيهand they care for it
كالبَدْرِ والشُّهْبِ يَعْنيها وتَعْنيه
And may you and your radiant, noble brothers remain together,
Length of days to you and blessed abode
like the full moon and the stars: it cares for them, and they for it,
Whose corners spread as if wings were flying!
فيin طُولِlength of عُمْرٍlife لكمْfor you مُدَّتْwere prolonged أواخِرُهits last days
في طُولِ عُمْرٍ لكمْ مُدَّتْ أواخِرُه
وظلِّand the shade of مُلْكٍa realm بكمْthrough you شُدَّتْwere made firm أواخيهits anchoring stakes
وظلِّ مُلْكٍ بكمْ شُدَّتْ أواخيه
in a long life for you, its last days prolonged,
All but that noble tomb whose dweller lives,
and the shade of a realm whose stakes are made fast through you.
Hosts of the Highest grant him blessings sighing.
ولاand may not عداpass by المَرقَدthe resting place المَسْعودblessed سَاكِنُهits inhabitant
ولا عدا المَرقَد المَسْعود سَاكِنُه
وَفْدٌa delegation منfrom المَلأthe assembly الأعلَىhighest يُحَييهgreeting him
وَفْدٌ من المَلأ الأعلَى يُحَييه
And may the resting place whose inhabitant is blessed never be bypassed
God’s grace sends prayers that circle without end,
by a delegation from the highest assembly, greeting him.
Sweet winds around his grave come fanning, crying.
يَأْتيهِcomes to him منof صلَواتِthe blessings of اللهِGod فيin مَدَدٍa continuous supply
يَأْتيهِ من صلَواتِ اللهِ في مَدَدٍ
تَتْلوfollow رَوائحَهُits evening visits منهاfrom them غَواديهits morning visits
تَتْلو رَوائحَهُ منها غَواديه
It comes to him in a continuous supply of God's blessings,
The tree of glory you stand blossoming
its morning visits following its evening ones.
No metaphor nor allegory plying.
أصبحتُمُyou have become دَوحةa great tree of المجدِglory الّتيwhich شَرُفَتْwas ennobled
أصبحتُمُ دَوحة المجدِ الّتي شَرُفَتْ
حقيقةًin truth لاnot بتَمْثيلٍby metaphor وتَشْبيهand comparison
حقيقةً لا بتَمْثيلٍ وتَشْبيه
You have become the great tree of glory that stands ennobled
You are the branches that highest thrust on high
in truth, not by metaphor or comparison.
And that, the root deep in the soil lying.
أنتمْyou فُروعٌbranches سَماrose فيinto الأُفْقِthe horizon ناضرهاtheir flourishing growth
أنتمْ فُروعٌ سَما في الأُفْقِ ناضرها
وذاكَand that one أصْلٌa root رَساbecame firmly rooted فيin التُّرْبِthe soil زاكيهits thriving stock
وذاكَ أصْلٌ رَسا في التُّرْبِ زاكيه
You are branches whose flourishing growth rises into the horizon,
Thus may honour keep his memory.
and he is the root, its thriving stock anchored in the soil.
His glory lost not till the world’s undoing!
فَدُمْتُمُso may you endure بَعْدَهُafter him تُوجَدْwill be found مَكارِمُهhis noble qualities
فَدُمْتُمُ بَعْدَهُ تُوجَدْ مَكارِمُه
مَدىthroughout الزّمانِtime ولاand not تُفْقَدْwill be lost مَعاليهhis noble deeds
مَدى الزّمانِ ولا تُفْقَدْ مَعاليه
May you endure after him, so his noble qualities remain
So that thy sire become a verse unique
throughout all time, and his high deeds are never lost,
Its words erased but meaning never dying -
حتّىuntil يكونَbecomes أبوكمْyour father آيةًa verse نُسِخَتْwas abrogated
حتّى يكونَ أبوكمْ آيةً نُسِخَتْ
لَفْظاًin wording وماand not نُسِجَتْwere woven منهfrom him معانيهhis meanings
لَفْظاً وما نُسِجَتْ منه معانيه
until your father becomes a verse abrogated
Till end of time! Nor ever fade the rays
in wording, while his meanings have not been woven from him.
Shed by his brilliance Resurrection’s dawning!
Sol 6.1