1. طَلَعتَ عَلَينا مِن سَماءِ المَكارِمِ

    وَأَهدَيتَ أَنوارَ الأَيادي الجَسائِمِ

    You rose upon us from the heaven of noble deeds,

    And you bestowed the lights of mighty favors.

  2. وَأَولَيتَنا يا ابنَ الكِرامِ كَرامَةً

    وَهَل يُكرِمُ الأَضيافَ غَيرُ الأَكارِمِ

    And you granted us honor, O son of the noble,

    And who but the noblest honors guests?

  3. وَقُلتَ المَطايا قَد أَتَتنا بِقادِمٍ

    فَقُلتُ أَلا لا بَل أَتَتكَ بِخادِمِ

    And you said: the mounts have brought us a newcomer;

    So I said: ah, no—rather they have brought you a servant,

  4. قَديمِ عُهودِ الوُدِّ مُصفٍ وَلاءَهُ

    وَما الفَضلُ إِلّا لِلعُهودِ القَدائِمِ

    Long bound by pledges of affection, sincere in his allegiance;

    And merit belongs only to pledges of old.

  5. دَعَتهُ عَلى نَأيِ الدِيارِ صَبابَةٌ

    فَأَوقَدَ نارَ الشَوقِ بَينَ الحَيازِمِ

    Longing summoned him despite the dwellings' remoteness,

    So he kindled the fire of yearning within his breast.

  6. وَحَنَّ إِلى وَصلٍ يُجَدِّدُ رَسمَهُ

    فَأَعمَلَ مِن بُعدٍ نَجاءَ الرَواسِمِ

    And yearned for reunion, to renew its traces,

    So from afar he set the swift-striding camels racing.

  7. وَلَو كُنتُ لَمّا اِشتَقتُ أَصبَحتُ مالِكاً

    عِنانَ اِختِياري في زَمانِ المَراغِمِ

    And had I, when I yearned, come to possess

    The reins of my choice in a time of constraint,

  8. إِذَن لَخَطواتُ الأَرضِ نَحوَكَ واسِماً

    بِأَجفانِ عَيني لا بِوَقعِ المَناسِمِ

    Then I would have crossed the earth toward you, marking it

    With my eyelids, not with the tread of camels' feet.

  9. وَوَاللَهِ ما كانَ اِنتِزاحِيَ عَن قِلىً

    وَلا طاعَةٍ مِنّي لِلَومَةِ لائِمِ

    And by God, my staying away was not out of aversion,

    Nor out of obedience on my part to a reproacher's blame.

  10. وَلا كُنتُ إِلّا غائِباً مِثلَ شاهِدٍ

    وَإِن كانَ صَرفُ الدَهرِ يَثني عَزائِمي

    Nor was I anything but absent as though present,

    Though time's vicissitudes bent my resolve.

  11. تُمَثِّلُكَ الذِكرى إِذا شَطَّتِ النَوى

    لِعَيني فَأَغدو كَالقَريبِ المُلازِمِ

    Memory conjures you when separation stretches far,

    Before my eyes, so I become like a close, constant companion.

  12. وَما كانَ تَركي لِلمُكاتَبَةِ الَّتي

    بِها تَشتَفي قِدماً نُفوسُ الأَقاوِمِ

    And my neglect of correspondence, which

    Has long brought solace to the souls of peoples,

  13. سِوى غَيرَةٍ بي مِن رَسولِيَ أَن يُرى

    لَهُ السَبقُ قَلبي نَحوَ هَذيِ المَعالِمِ

    Was only my jealousy of my messenger, lest he be seen

    To precede my heart toward these landmarks;

  14. وَمِن قَلَمٍ يَسعى إِلَيكَ بِرَأسِهِ

    فَيَقضي مِنَ المَفروضِ ما هُوَ لازِمي

    And of a pen that hastens to you headfirst,

    Thus fulfilling the prescribed duty incumbent on me.

  15. لَعَمري لَقَد آنَستَني بِبَديعَةٍ

    مِنَ القَولِ بِكرٍ أَشبَهَت عِقدَ ناظِمِ

    By my life, you have gladdened me with a marvel

    Of speech, a virgin creation resembling a stringer's necklace.

  16. وَإِن تَفتَتِح طَولاً فَما زِلتَ سابِقاً

    إِلى كُلِّ غاياتِ العُلا وَالمَكارِمِ

    And if you initiate a favor, you have always been foremost

    In reaching every pinnacle of glory and noble deeds.

  17. أَرى لَكَ في جَوِّ المَعالي لَوامِعاً

    وَقَد نَبَذَت عَينايَ نَظرَةَ شائِمِ

    I see your gleams in the sky of high honors,

    And my eyes have cast a lightning-watcher's glance.

  18. وَما اَنتَ إِلّا السَيفُ وَالدَهرُ غِمدُهُ

    وَلا بُدَّ يَوماً مِن عَزيمَةِ شائِمِ

    You are nothing but the sword, and time its sheath,

    And one day, inevitably, someone must resolve to draw it.

  19. وَهَل شائِمٌ إِلّا يَدُ اللَهِ حَدُّهُ

    لِإِعداءِ مَظلومٍ وَإِراداءِ ظالِمِ

    And who draws it but God's hand? Its edge is

    To aid the wronged and lay the wrongdoer low.

  20. كَأَنّي بِذاكَ اليَومَ أَبرَزُ لِلوَرى

    بِسَعدٍ بُروزَ السِرِّ مِن صَدرِ كاتِمِ

    It is as though that day I emerge before mankind,

    With Sa'd, like a secret emerging from its keeper's breast.

  21. فَقُل لِبَني الآدابِ إِذ ذاكَ أَبشِروا

    بِكَشرَةِ ما تَحوونَهُ مِن مَغانِمِ

    So tell the sons of letters then: rejoice

    At the abundance of spoils you will gather.

  22. بَقيتَ فَكَم أَبقَيتَ مِن ذِكرِ سُؤدُدٍ

    تَهاداهُ أَفواهُ الوَرى في المَواسِمِ

    May you endure! How much noble renown you have left,

    Which people's mouths exchange as gifts at the festivals.