ماnot الرَّوْضُthe garden بَينَamong مُفتَّقٍunfurled وَمُنَمْنَمٍand finely patterned
ما الرَّوْضُ بَينَ مُفتَّقٍ وَمُنَمْنَمٍ
مِنof زَهْرهِits flowers وَمُذهََّبٍand gilded وَمُفضَّضِand silvered
مِن زَهْرهِ وَمُذهََّبٍ وَمُفضَّضِ
No garden, amid blooms unfurled and finely patterned,
Its flowers gilded and silvered,
بَكَتِwept السَّحابُthe cloud لهُfor it وَشقَّتْand rent جَيبَهاher garment's neckline
بَكَتِ السَّحابُ لهُ وَشقَّتْ جَيبَها
والبَرْقُand the lightning مُبتَسِمٌsmiling بِثَغْرٍwith a mouth مُومضِflashing
والبَرْقُ مُبتَسِمٌ بِثَغْرٍ مُومضِ
For which the cloud wept and rent her robe,
While lightning smiled with a flashing mouth,
واحمَرَّand reddened خَدُّthe cheek الأَرْضِof the earth فيهِwithin it خَجْلَةًin bashfulness
واحمَرَّ خَدُّ الأَرْضِ فيهِ خَجْلَةً
منfrom لَحْظِthe gaze نَرْجِسهِof its narcissus المَريضِlanguid المُمْرِضِsickness-bringing
من لَحْظِ نَرْجِسهِ المَريضِ المُمْرِضِ
And the earth's cheek blushed within it, abashed
By its narcissus's languid, sickness-bringing gaze,
يَوماًever بِأَحسنَany lovelier مِنthan سُطورٍlines صَاغَهاfashioned them
يَوماً بِأَحسنَ مِن سُطورٍ صَاغَها
فِكْرُthe mind الشَّرِيفِof al-Sharif فَعَدّso turn away عنfrom شِعرِthe verse الرَّضيof al-Radi
فِكْرُ الشَّرِيفِ فَعَدّ عن شِعرِ الرَّضي
Is ever lovelier than lines fashioned
By al-Sharif's mind—so leave al-Radi's verse aside—
مِنof كُلِّevery بَيْتٍverse جَعْفَرِيٍّJa'fari سَادَهُsurpassed it
مِن كُلِّ بَيْتٍ جَعْفَرِيٍّ سَادَهُ
كالجَعفرِيِّlike al-Ja'fari وَمَاand what بَنَىhe built لَمْnot يُنقَضِbe demolished
كالجَعفرِيِّ وَمَا بَنَى لَمْ يُنقَضِ
Each a Ja'fari verse that surpassed it,
Like al-Ja'fari—and what he built has not been razed.
Sol 6.1