ترفَّعتُI held myself aloof عنfrom مدحpraising الرجالmen وقادنيand drove me
ترفَّعتُ عن مدح الرجال وقادني
إيابٌa return journey لأسبابfor reasons of الضَّرورةnecessity يغلبُoverpowers
إيابٌ لأسباب الضَّرورة يغلبُ
I held myself above praising men, but I was driven
I have risen above praising men, though need
by a return journey, made irresistible by necessity's demands,
Has led me back to flattery I must heed.
غداةَon the morning of قُفولٍreturning home منfrom خُراسانَKhurasan عاطفٍturning back
غداةَ قُفولٍ من خُراسانَ عاطفٍ
يكدُّwears down ظهورthe backs of اليعملاتswift she-camels ويُتْعبُand exhausts
يكدُّ ظهور اليعملات ويُتْعبُ
on a morning's return from Khurasan, turning back,
When one returned in kindness from Khorasan,
wearing down the backs of swift she-camels and exhausting them.
I strained to praise though flattery gives me no meed.
وأجمَمْتُand I rested قوليmy verse عنfrom ثناءpraising مُنوِّلٍa benefactor
وأجمَمْتُ قولي عن ثناء مُنوِّلٍ
وإنْand even if طابَwas pure عِرضhonor أوor تكرمbecame noble مكسبearnings
وإنْ طابَ عِرض أو تكرم مكسب
And I gave my verse rest from praising any benefactor,
My words in praise of patrons I restrain
even if his honor was pure or his earnings noble.
Though fortune smile or gains they intercede.
فلاso no مدحَpraise إلاexcept مفخرٌa source of pride وبَسالةٌand valor
فلا مدحَ إلا مفخرٌ وبَسالةٌ
ولاand no منشدٌone addressed in verse إلاexcept المليكُthe king المحجَّبُscreened from view
ولا منشدٌ إلا المليكُ المحجَّبُ
So no praise but for glory and valor,
No praise but boasting of the noble kind,
and none addressed in verse but the king screened from view.
No poet but the veiled imam I need.
وقالواand they said بخيلٌstingy بالمدائحwith eulogies عاتِبٌresentful
وقالوا بخيلٌ بالمدائح عاتِبٌ
علىtoward دهرهhis times حتَّامَhow long يشكوhe complains ويعْتبُand reproaches
على دهره حتَّامَ يشكو ويعْتبُ
They said, 'Stingy with eulogies, resentful
They said, “Ungenerous, you blame the days and shun
of his times—how long will he complain and reproach?'
All suitors.” I replied, “My nature takes no heed
فقلتُso I said لهمto them والفضلwhile excellence ينغضshakes عِطفَهُits side
فقلتُ لهم والفضل ينغض عِطفَهُ
وبيand within me ضجْرةٌvexation سوداؤهاits darkness تُتهِيَّبُis dreaded
وبي ضجْرةٌ سوداؤها تُتهِيَّبُ
I said to them, while excellence tossed its shoulder,
Of fading fortune. Melancholy is my way.
and within me lay vexation whose darkness inspired dread:
Why spread my blame or praise as others plead?
علامَwhy أذيعُI proclaim الحمدpraise والذمُّwhile blame واجبٌis due
علامَ أذيعُ الحمد والذمُّ واجبٌ
وأرضىand be content عنwith الأيامthe days والمجدُwhile glory مُغضبis outraged
وأرضى عن الأيام والمجدُ مُغضب
'Why should I proclaim praise when blame is due,
Let days pass by. True glory stirs my wrath.”
and be content with the days while glory is outraged?'
Honor came to me from Sanjar and freed
وعزٌّand honor أتىcame منfrom سِنْجرٍSanjar فأحلَّنيand so placed me
وعزٌّ أتى من سِنْجرٍ فأحلَّني
محلَّat the station of الثريَّاthe Pleiades والمُبادونَwhile the rivals رُسَّبُsunk low
محلَّ الثريَّا والمُبادونَ رُسَّبُ
And honor came from Sanjar and placed me
Me from the mighty and the pretenders’ ilk.
at the Pleiades' height, while my rivals sank low.
My eloquence I led no more to lead
سَريتُI relieved بهwith it وجهthe face of الفصاحةeloquence أنlest تُرىshe be seen
سَريتُ به وجه الفصاحة أن تُرى
تُزفُّled as a bride إلىto غيرother than المكانِthe proper place وتُخطبُand courted
تُزفُّ إلى غير المكانِ وتُخطبُ
With it I saved eloquence's face, lest she be seen
Praise to the undeserving. Bright Isfahan
led as a bride to an unworthy place and courted.
Shone with his bounty, goodness was his creed.
وأبلجُand a bright-faced man جادتْbestowed generously أصْفهانُIsfahan بفضلِهwith his excellence
وأبلجُ جادتْ أصْفهانُ بفضلِه
رحيبُspacious الفِناthe courtyard والخُلقand the character أفضىmore open وأرحبand more spacious
رحيبُ الفِنا والخُلق أفضى وأرحب
And a bright-faced man, whose excellence Isfahan bestowed,
For love, not gain, I sang his generous heart.
broad of courtyard, his character more open and spacious—
Not for the dew would I false witness breed.
سخوتُI was generous لهto him بالمدحwith praise حُباًout of love وقُرْبةًand closeness
سخوتُ له بالمدح حُباً وقُرْبةً
فلاso not بالنَّدىwith bounty يلويwithholds ولاnor أناI أكذبُlie
فلا بالنَّدى يلوي ولا أنا أكذبُ
I lavished praise on him out of love and closeness;
No tower of faith as he when needs arise,
for he does not withhold bounty, nor do I lie.
No flood of bounty in hard times to cede.
وهلand is there كيمينlike Yamin الدينal-Din (the Faith) طودٌa mountain إذاwhen انتدىhe sits in council
وهل كيمين الدين طودٌ إذا انتدى
رزينٌsteadfast وصرفُwhile the turns of الدهرtime يغليseethe ويجلبand roar
رزينٌ وصرفُ الدهر يغلي ويجلب
And is there a mountain like Yamin al-Din when he sits in council,
When heroes fail, he leads the embattled ranks
steadfast while the turns of time seethe and roar?
A roaring lion no faint heart can heed.
وغيثٌand a rain هطولٌpouring لاnot يغِبُّabates قُطارهُits drops
وغيثٌ هطولٌ لا يغِبُّ قُطارهُ
يسحُّpours down علىupon الأزماتhardships رفداًaid ويُكسبand enriches
يسحُّ على الأزمات رفداً ويُكسب
And a pouring rain whose drops never cease,
He strains for praise, seeing all else as naught.
pouring aid upon hardships and bringing gain.
How many a hand stretched out in time of need
وليثٌand a lion إذاwhen خامَshrank back الكميُّthe armored warrior جرتْdrove بهhim onward
وليثٌ إذا خامَ الكميُّ جرتْ به
عزائكُfirm resolves لاnot نابٌa fang طريرٌsharp ومِخلبُand a claw
عزائكُ لا نابٌ طريرٌ ومِخلبُ
And a lion who, when the armored warrior falters, is driven
Has poured its open generosity on me
by firm resolves, not by a sharp fang and claw.
While the cheap man of means chose not to heed.
يُبالغُstrives to the utmost فيin كسبearning المحامدِcommendations أنَّهbecause he
يُبالغُ في كسب المحامدِ أنَّه
رأىsaw كلevery كسبٍgain ماexception-forming particle خلاexcept الحمدpraise يذهبpasses away
رأى كل كسبٍ ما خلا الحمد يذهب
He strives to the utmost to earn commendation, because he
I thanked, and ever his munificence
has seen every gain except praise pass away.
Poured forth new bounty upon my poor reed.
وكمand how many منof يدٍa hand of favor بيضاءwhite أسْدىhe bestowed تبرُّعاًfreely
وكم من يدٍ بيضاء أسْدى تبرُّعاً
إليَّto me وقدwhile indeed ضَنَّwithheld البخيلُthe miser المُخيِّبُwho dashes hopes
إليَّ وقد ضَنَّ البخيلُ المُخيِّبُ
And how many a white hand he freely extended
His nature has no peer, no vintage wine
to me, while the hope-dashing miser held back!
Can match his essence, pure and finely bred.
شكرتُI gave thanks ولَجَّand persisted الجودُgenerosity منهfrom him فكلَّماso whenever
شكرتُ ولَجَّ الجودُ منه فكلَّما
نضمتُI composed فصيحاًeloquent verse جادنيshowered me منهfrom him صَيِّبa downpour
نضمتُ فصيحاً جادني منه صَيِّب
I gave thanks, and his generosity persisted; so whenever
This, Ali's son, a daring supplicant
I composed eloquent verse, a downpour from him showered me.
Who braves the coward's blame, asks as his meed,
خلائقُcharacter traits جلَّتْwere too exalted أنto تُقاسَbe compared بخمرةٍwith wine
خلائقُ جلَّتْ أن تُقاسَ بخمرةٍ
ولكنهاbut they منthan رائقclear الخمرwine أعْذبُsweeter
ولكنها من رائق الخمر أعْذبُ
Virtues too exalted to be compared with wine,
Who values your affection more than swords
yet sweeter than clear wine.
Of Indian steel, more splendid and more dread,
هَياباO Abu عليٍّAli دَعْوةَa call منfrom مُغامرٍan adventurer
هَيابا عليٍّ دَعْوةَ من مُغامرٍ
جَريءٍbold إذاwhen هابَfeared الجبانُthe coward المُجنِّبwho hangs back
جَريءٍ إذا هابَ الجبانُ المُجنِّب
O Abu Ali, this is the call of an adventurer,
Who knows no qualm, doubting your noble heart
bold when the coward who hangs back is afraid.
Save that your gifts surpass all gifts indeed.
تَهنَّtake joy بودِّيin my affection أنهfor it لكَfor you عُدَّةٌa resource
تَهنَّ بودِّي أنه لكَ عُدَّةٌ
أعزُّmightier منthan السيفthe sword الحُسامkeen-edged وأرهبand more fearsome
أعزُّ من السيف الحُسام وأرهب
Take joy in my affection: it is a resource for you,
mightier than the keen-edged sword and more fearsome.
وماand never طابَdelighted قلبيmy heart فيكin you ياO كاملperfect in النُّهىwisdom
وما طابَ قلبي فيك يا كامل النُّهى
لمكرمةٍfor a noble deed إلاexcept وعرضكwhile your honor أطيبُsweeter
لمكرمةٍ إلا وعرضك أطيبُ
And never has my heart delighted in you, O perfect in wisdom,
for a noble deed, without your honor being sweeter still.
Partial English translation: 38 of 42 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1