بِعاداًaway! لَمَنwith whomever صاحَبتُI befriended غَيرَexcept المُقَوَّمِthe straightened spear
بِعاداً لَمَن صاحَبتُ غَيرَ المُقَوَّمِ
وَبُعداًand away! لِكُلِّwith every الرَيِّquenching of thirst إِلّاexcept مِنَfrom الدَمِblood
وَبُعداً لِكُلِّ الرَيِّ إِلّا مِنَ الدَمِ
Away with all I have befriended but the straightened spear,
and away with every thirst-quenching draught except blood.
إِذاif ظُلَمٌdarkness لَمnot أَمضِI carried through فيهاwithin it عَزيمَةًa resolve
إِذا ظُلَمٌ لَم أَمضِ فيها عَزيمَةً
فَساعَةُthen an hour of لَيليmy night مِثلُlike حَولٍa year مُجَرَّمِcompleted
فَساعَةُ لَيلي مِثلُ حَولٍ مُجَرَّمِ
If darkness falls and I carry no resolve through it,
an hour of my night is like a full year.
وَمِنand from شَغَفيmy passion بِالطَعنِfor thrusting أَغدوI go at dawn وَذابِليand my supple spear
وَمِن شَغَفي بِالطَعنِ أَغدو وَذابِلي
إِذاwhen قَلَّis scarce جُرمٌan offense مالَinclines بيme فيtoward التَجَرُّمِoffending
إِذا قَلَّ جُرمٌ مالَ بي في التَجَرُّمِ
So keen am I on thrusting that I go out at dawn with my supple spear;
when offenses are few, it inclines me toward offending.
وَماand not أَناI مِمَّنamong those whose يَقبَلُaccepts الطَعمَfood قَلبُهُtheir heart
وَما أَنا مِمَّن يَقبَلُ الطَعمَ قَلبُهُ
وَلَمwhile not تَعلَمِhave learned الأَرماحُthe spears مِنfrom أَينَwhere مَطعَميmy sustenance
وَلَم تَعلَمِ الأَرماحُ مِن أَينَ مَطعَمي
I am not one whose heart accepts food
while the spears have not learned whence my sustenance comes.
سَأُقدِمُI shall advance لاnot مُستَعظِماًdeeming too great ماwhat لَقيتُهُI encountered
سَأُقدِمُ لا مُستَعظِماً ما لَقيتُهُ
تَوَسَّعَwidens ليfor me فيamid الرَوعِterror أَوor ضاقَnarrows مَقدَميmy path forward
تَوَسَّعَ لي في الرَوعِ أَو ضاقَ مَقدَمي
I shall advance, deeming nothing I encounter too great,
whether my path through terror widens or narrows.
فَقَدfor indeed فَجَعَbereaved الماضيbygone time لَبيداًLabid بِأَربَدٍof Arbad
فَقَد فَجَعَ الماضي لَبيداً بِأَربَدٍ
وَعُزِيَand was mourned قَبليbefore me مالِكٌMalik مِنby مُتَمِّمِMutammim
وَعُزِيَ قَبلي مالِكٌ مِن مُتَمِّمِ
For bygone time bereaved Labid of Arbad,
and before me Malik was mourned by Mutammim.
وَعَزمٍand a resolve أُعاطيهِI entrust it to العَواليthe lofty spears وَحاجَةٍand a quest
وَعَزمٍ أُعاطيهِ العَوالي وَحاجَةٍ
رَمَيتُI hurled بِهاit ماthe span بَينَbetween أَرضٍearth وَتَنسِمِand the heights
رَمَيتُ بِها ما بَينَ أَرضٍ وَتَنسِمِ
And many a resolve I entrust to lofty spears, and many a quest
I have hurled between the earth and the heights.
وَلَيسَand is not الفَتىthe true man إِلاexcept الَّذيthe one who إِنif رَأَيتَهُyou see him
وَلَيسَ الفَتى إِلا الَّذي إِن رَأَيتَهُ
رَأَيتَyou see غَنِّيَwealthy in النَفسِsoul فيin ثَوبِthe robe of مُعدَمِa pauper
رَأَيتَ غَنِّيَ النَفسِ في ثَوبِ مُعدَمِ
A true man is only one in whom, when you see him,
you see a wealthy soul in a pauper's robe.
قَليلُlittle مُقامٍlingering بَينَamong أَهلٍfamily وَثَروَةٍand wealth
قَليلُ مُقامٍ بَينَ أَهلٍ وَثَروَةٍ
كَثيرُfrequent طُلوعٍappearing بَينَbetween وادٍa valley وَمَخرَمand a mountain pass
كَثيرُ طُلوعٍ بَينَ وادٍ وَمَخرَم
He lingers little among family and wealth,
and often appears between valley and mountain pass.
أَمُطَّلِعٌwill dawn? يَوميmy day عَليَّupon me وَلَمwhile not أَخُضI have waded
أَمُطَّلِعٌ يَومي عَليَّ وَلَم أَخُض
دِماءَthe blood of الأَعاديthe enemies بِالوَشيجِwith the spear-shaft المُقَوَّمِstraightened
دِماءَ الأَعادي بِالوَشيجِ المُقَوَّمِ
Will my day dawn upon me while I have not plunged
into my enemies' blood with the straightened spear-shaft,
وَلَمand not أَجهَدِI have wearied السَيفَthe sword الطَويلَlong نِجادُهُits baldric
وَلَم أَجهَدِ السَيفَ الطَويلَ نِجادُهُ
أَمامَbefore الظُبىthe blade-edges وَالنَقعُand the dust بِالنَقعِagainst dust يَرتَميis hurled
أَمامَ الظُبى وَالنَقعُ بِالنَقعِ يَرتَمي
nor wearied the sword whose baldric is long
before the blades, as dust is hurled against dust?
وَليسَand is not شِفاءُthe cure of النَفسِthe soul إِلّاexcept مُشَقَّفٌa chipped blade
وَليسَ شِفاءُ النَفسِ إِلّا مُشَقَّفٌ
بُعَدَّis readied (text unclear) لِيَومٍfor a day بِالغُبارِمُلَثَّمِveiled in dust
بُعَدَّ لِيَومٍ بِالغُبارِمُلَثَّمِ
The soul's only cure is a chipped blade,
readied for a day veiled in dust.
وَكَمand many لِيَI have مِنa رَمّاحَةٍkicking she-camel تُزعِجُscattering الحَصىthe gravel
وَكَم لِيَ مِن رَمّاحَةٍ تُزعِجُ الحَصى
بِوابِلِهاwith her downpour فيat مَعلَمٍa landmark بَعدَafter مَعلَمِa landmark
بِوابِلِها في مَعلَمٍ بَعدَ مَعلَمِ
And many a kicking she-camel is mine, scattering gravel
with her downpour, from landmark to landmark.
إِذاif اللَهُGod لَمnot يَنصُرaids حُساميmy sharp sword عَلىagainst العِداthe foes
إِذا اللَهُ لَم يَنصُر حُسامي عَلى العِدا
فَماthen not أَناI إِلّاexcept عُرضَةُprey to المُتَهَضِّمِthe oppressor
فَما أَنا إِلّا عُرضَةُ المُتَهَضِّمِ
If God does not aid my blade against the foes,
I am merely prey to the oppressor.
وَإِنand if هُوَHe نَجّىrescues مِنfrom فَمِthe mouth of المَوتِdeath مُهجَتيmy lifeblood
وَإِن هُوَ نَجّى مِن فَمِ المَوتِ مُهجَتي
نَجَوتُI am saved وَإِلّاand otherwise كُنتُI am أَوَّلَthe first مَطعَمِmorsel
نَجَوتُ وَإِلّا كُنتُ أَوَّلَ مَطعَمِ
And if He saves my lifeblood from death's mouth,
I am saved; otherwise I am its first morsel.
أَبيتُI spend the night وَليand I have فيin كُلِّevery أَرضٍland عَزيمَةٌa resolve
أَبيتُ وَلي في كُلِّ أَرضٍ عَزيمَةٌ
تُزَعزِعُshaking أَعناقَthe necks of المَطِيِّthe mounts المُحَزَّمِtightly girt
تُزَعزِعُ أَعناقَ المَطِيِّ المُحَزَّمِ
I spend the night with a resolve in every land,
shaking the necks of the tightly girt mounts.
وَمُستَوصِياتِand those heeding exhortation بِالذَميلِto swift trotting كَأَنَّماas though
وَمُستَوصِياتِ بِالذَميلِ كَأَنَّما
يُدارِسُrehearses إِدآبَthe tireless exertion of الجَديلِal-Jadil وَشَدقَمِand Shadqam
يُدارِسُ إِدآبَ الجَديلِ وَشَدقَمِ
And mounts urged to a swift trot, as though
rehearsing the tireless exertion of al-Jadil and Shadqam.
تَرىyou see كُلَّevery حَمراءِred one المِلاطِthe flank كَأَنَّماas though
تَرى كُلَّ حَمراءِ المِلاطِ كَأَنَّما
تَخَلَّجَquivered فيin آماقِهاher eye-corners عِرقُa vein of عَندَمِcrimson dye
تَخَلَّجَ في آماقِها عِرقُ عَندَمِ
You see each red-sided camel as though
a vein of crimson dye pulsed in the corners of her eyes.
بِخُفٍّwith a hoof كَشِدقِlike the mouth of الأَعلَمِthe cleft-lipped hare اِسُصعِبَتgrew unruly (text unclear) بِهِwith it
بِخُفٍّ كَشِدقِ الأَعلَمِ اِسُصعِبَت بِهِ
عَلىover ظِلِّthe shadow of عُنقٍa neck ذيpossessing عَثانينَbeards مُرجِمِstone-flinging
عَلى ظِلِّ عُنقٍ ذي عَثانينَ مُرجِمِ
With a hoof like a cleft-lipped hare's mouth, she grows headstrong,
over the shadow of a bearded, stone-flinging neck.
كَأَنَّas though الغُلامَthe youth الضَربَlean فيin الرَحلِthe saddle ريشَةٌa feather
كَأَنَّ الغُلامَ الضَربَ في الرَحلِ ريشَةٌ
خَفَتfloated lightly فَوقَabove زَورٍa breast مِنof ظَليمٍa male ostrich مُصَلَّمِearless
خَفَت فَوقَ زَورٍ مِن ظَليمٍ مُصَلَّمِ
The lean youth in the saddle is like a feather
floating lightly above the breast of an earless male ostrich.
إِذاwhen أَوجَسَتshe senses حِسَّthe sound of القَطيعِthe herd وَراءَهاbehind her
إِذا أَوجَسَت حِسَّ القَطيعِ وَراءَها
أَلاحَتshe displays بِخَيشومٍa muzzle كَريمٍnoble وَمَلطَمِand a cheek
أَلاحَت بِخَيشومٍ كَريمٍ وَمَلطَمِ
When she senses the herd's sound behind her,
she raises a noble muzzle and cheek.
تَخَيَّلَimagines مِنfrom فَضلِthe slack of الزِمامِthe rein اِبنَa son of رَملَةٍsand
تَخَيَّلَ مِن فَضلِ الزِمامِ اِبنَ رَملَةٍ
لَهُit has نَهَشاتٌbites فيat مَكانِthe place of المُخَطَّمِthe noseband
لَهُ نَهَشاتٌ في مَكانِ المُخَطَّمِ
She imagines a sand-born serpent in the slack of the rein,
biting at the place of the noseband.
طَلَعنَthey entered عَلىupon لَيلٍa night بِناwith us وَوَصَلنَهُand joined it
طَلَعنَ عَلى لَيلٍ بِنا وَوَصَلنَهُ
بِأَبلَجَto a radiant dawn لَمّاعِgleaming in الجَواشِنِthe breastplates مُعلَمِemblazoned
بِأَبلَجَ لَمّاعِ الجَواشِنِ مُعلَمِ
They bore us into the night and joined it
to a radiant dawn, emblazoned, with gleaming breastplates.
وَمَنand whoever جَعَلَmakes القَلبَthe heart الجَريءَbrave دَليلَهُhis guide
وَمَن جَعَلَ القَلبَ الجَريءَ دَليلَهُ
فَكُلَّthen every ظَلامِdarkness عِندَهُto him غَيرُnot مُظلِمِdark
فَكُلَّ ظَلامِ عِندَهُ غَيرُ مُظلِمِ
Whoever makes his brave heart his guide
finds no darkness truly dark.
بُليتُI was afflicted وَأَبلانيand afflicted me زَمانيmy age بِعُصبَةٍwith a band
بُليتُ وَأَبلاني زَماني بِعُصبَةٍ
يَخوضونَthey plunge بيme فيinto كُلِّevery غَيبٍunseen matter مُرَجَّمِconjectured
يَخوضونَ بي في كُلِّ غَيبٍ مُرَجَّمِ
I have been afflicted; my age afflicted me with a band
who plunge me into every unseen matter guessed at.
مَذايِيعُdivulgers لِلسِرِّof the secret المَصونِguarded وَلَيتَهُمand would that they
مَذايِيعُ لِلسِرِّ المَصونِ وَلَيتَهُم
أَذاعوهُdivulged it طَلقَplain البُردِthe cloth لَمّاnot yet يُنَمنَمِembroidered
أَذاعوهُ طَلقَ البُردِ لَمّا يُنَمنَمِ
Broadcasters of a guarded secret—would that they
had spread it as plain cloth, not yet embroidered!
قَليلُlittle حَديثٍtalk مارِقٍslipping out غَيرُnot مُكثِرٍcopious
قَليلُ حَديثٍ مارِقٍ غَيرُ مُكثِرٍ
وَبَدءُand the beginning of مَقالٍa tale وارِدٍarriving مِنfrom مُتَمِّمِone who completes it
وَبَدءُ مَقالٍ وارِدٍ مِن مُتَمِّمِ
A little talk slips out, no great abundance,
and a tale's beginning returns from someone who completes it.
زَمانُan age of الأَذىharm عِشlive فيهِin it تُشجَyou are wounded بِأَهلِهby its people
زَمانُ الأَذى عِش فيهِ تُشجَ بِأَهلِه
وَتُغضِand overlook عَلىdespite ذُلٍّhumiliation وَمُتand die فيهِin it تَعظُمِyou become great
وَتُغضِ عَلى ذُلٍّ وَمُت فيهِ تَعظُمِ
An age of harm: live in it, and its people wound you;
overlook humiliation; die in it, and you grow great.
عَلىalthough أَنَّنيthat I لاnot غالِبُoverpowering الرَأيَjudgment بِالهَوىwith passion
عَلى أَنَّني لا غالِبُ الرَأيَ بِالهَوى
وَلاand not قائِلٌsaying لِلشَّوقِto longing إِنif ضَلَّit strays يَمِّمِpress onward!
وَلا قائِلٌ لِلشَّوقِ إِن ضَلَّ يَمِّمِ
Yet I do not let passion overpower judgment,
nor tell longing, when it strays, 'Press on!'
وَلاand not قاطِعٌsevering بِالظَنِّthrough suspicion ماwhat كُنتُI was واصِلاًjoining
وَلا قاطِعٌ بِالظَنِّ ما كُنتُ واصِلاً
وَرُبَّand many an مَغيظٍenraged person قاطِعٍsevering بِالتَوَهُّمِthrough imagining
وَرُبَّ مَغيظٍ قاطِعٍ بِالتَوَهُّمِ
Nor do I sever, through suspicion, what I have joined;
many an angry man severs ties through imagining.
وَإِنِّيَand I indeed مِمّاbecause آلَفُI am accustomed to الجِدَّseriousness باخِلٌsparing
وَإِنِّيَ مِمّا آلَفُ الجِدَّ باخِلٌ
بِثَغريwith my mouth فَماso not يَدريknows اِمرُؤٌanyone أَينَwhere مَبسَميmy smile
بِثَغري فَما يَدري اِمرُؤٌ أَينَ مَبسَمي
Because I am accustomed to seriousness, I am sparing
with my lips: no one knows where my smile lies.
فِراقٌseparation مِنَfrom الأَحبابِloved ones أَمضىsharper مِنَthan الرَدىdeath
فِراقٌ مِنَ الأَحبابِ أَمضى مِنَ الرَدى
وَأَقطَعُand more severing لِلأَقرانِof bonds مِنthan غَربِthe edge of مِخذَمِa keen sword
وَأَقطَعُ لِلأَقرانِ مِن غَربِ مِخذَمِ
Separation from loved ones is sharper than death,
and severs bonds more keenly than a sharp sword's edge.
لَكَfor you اللَهُGod مِنwhat a وادِvalley تَوَرَّكنَthey settled upon عُرضَهُits breadth
لَكَ اللَهُ مِن وادِ تَوَرَّكنَ عُرضَهُ
وَنَقَّبنَand searched فيهِin it عَنfor عَرارٍ'arar blossoms وَعِظلِمِand 'izlim plants
وَنَقَّبنَ فيهِ عَن عَرارٍ وَعِظلِمِ
God bless you, valley whose breadth they settled upon,
and searched for 'arar blossoms and 'izlim.
يُبارينَthey rival نَفّاحَthe wafting fragrance of الخُزامىlavender عَشِيَّةًat evening
يُبارينَ نَفّاحَ الخُزامى عَشِيَّةً
بِأَطيَبَwith sweeter scent مِنthan ريحِthe scent of الخُزامىlavender وَأَنعَمِand gentler
بِأَطيَبَ مِن ريحِ الخُزامى وَأَنعَمِ
At evening they rival lavender's wafting fragrance
with a scent sweeter and gentler than lavender's.
أُغالِبُI struggle against دَمعيmy tears ثُمَّthen يَغلِبُovercomes جارِياًflowing
أُغالِبُ دَمعي ثُمَّ يَغلِبُ جارِياً
وَمَنand whoever لَمnot يُسِلmakes flow دَمعاًtears عَلىfor الحُبِّlove يَظلِمِdoes wrong
وَمَن لَم يُسِل دَمعاً عَلى الحُبِّ يَظلِمِ
I struggle against my tears; then they win and flow.
Whoever sheds no tears for love does it wrong.
وَماand never ذَكَرَتكَremembered you النَفسُthe soul إِلّاexcept وَضَمَّهاand gathered it
وَما ذَكَرَتكَ النَفسُ إِلّا وَضَمَّها
إِلىto القَلبِthe heart باعُthe arm-span of الموجَعِthe wounded one المُتَأَلِّمِthe suffering one
إِلى القَلبِ باعُ الموجَعِ المُتَأَلِّمِ
My soul never remembers you without being gathered
to my heart by the embrace of one wounded and suffering.
خَليلَيَّmy two friends لَيسَnot الدَمعُtears عَنّيfrom me بِدافِعٍfending off
خَليلَيَّ لَيسَ الدَمعُ عَنّي بِدافِعٍ
وُلوعَthe consuming passion of غَرامٍlove كَالحَريقِlike a fire المُضَرَّمِblazing
وُلوعَ غَرامٍ كَالحَريقِ المُضَرَّمِ
My two friends, tears cannot fend off from me
the consuming passion of love, like a blazing fire.
وَهَلand am...? أَناI إِلّاexcept رَبُّthe possessor of نَفسٍa soul مُعارَةٍborrowed
وَهَل أَنا إِلّا رَبُّ نَفسٍ مُعارَةٍ
وَقَلبٍand a heart مُعارٍlent لِلجَوىto burning grief وَالتَأَلُّمِand suffering
وَقَلبٍ مُعارٍ لِلجَوى وَالتَأَلُّمِ
Am I anything but the possessor of a borrowed soul,
and a heart lent to burning grief and pain?
إِذاwhenever ماemphatic particle جَواديmy steed مَرَّpassed بيwith me فيthrough دِيارِهاher dwellings
إِذا ما جَوادي مَرَّ بي في دِيارِها
تَقاضىdemanded زَفيريmy sighs دائِباًunceasingly بِالتَحَمحُمِby neighing
تَقاضى زَفيري دائِباً بِالتَحَمحُمِ
Whenever my steed carries me through her dwellings,
he ceaselessly demands my sighs with his neighing.
أَحِنُّI yearn وَلاand not يُرمىis accused حَنينيmy yearning بِتُهمَةٍof suspicion
أَحِنُّ وَلا يُرمى حَنيني بِتُهمَةٍ
وَأَدنوand I draw near وَلاand not يُعزىis imputed دُنّويmy nearness بِمَأثَمِto sin
وَأَدنو وَلا يُعزى دُنّوي بِمَأثَمِ
I yearn, yet no suspicion is cast on my yearning;
I draw near, yet my nearness is not charged with sin.
وَماand not مَنظَرُthe sight of الحَسناءِthe beautiful woman عِنديto me بِرائِقٍpleasing
وَما مَنظَرُ الحَسناءِ عِندي بِرائِقٍ
وَلاand not نَيلُهاwinning her وَالقُربُand nearness عِنديto me بِمَغنَمِspoils
وَلا نَيلُها وَالقُربُ عِندي بِمَغنَمِ
The sight of a beauty holds no delight for me,
nor do I count winning her or nearness as spoils.
إِلىuntil كَمhow long تَصَبّانيmake me lovesick الغَوانيthe beauties وَبَينَهاand between them
إِلى كَم تَصَبّاني الغَواني وَبَينَها
وَبَينيand me عَفافٌchastity مِثلُlike طودِthe mountain of يَلَملَمِYalamlam
وَبَيني عَفافٌ مِثلُ طودِ يَلَملَمِ
How long will beauties stir my longing, when between them
and me stands chastity like Mount Yalamlam?
وَإِنّيand I indeed لَمَأمونٌsurely trusted عَلىin كُلِّevery خَلوَةٍprivate encounter
وَإِنّي لَمَأمونٌ عَلى كُلِّ خَلوَةٍ
أَمينُtrustworthy in الهَوىdesire وَالقَلبِand the heart وَالعَينِand the eye وَالفَمِand the mouth
أَمينُ الهَوى وَالقَلبِ وَالعَينِ وَالفَمِ
I am indeed trustworthy in every private encounter,
faithful in desire, heart, eye, and mouth.
وَغَيريand another than me إِلىtoward الفَحشاءِobscenity إِنif عَرَضَتit presents itself لَهُto him
وَغَيري إِلى الفَحشاءِ إِن عَرَضَت لَهُ
أَشَدُّfiercer مِنَthan الذُؤبانِwolves عَدواًin rushing عَلىtoward الدَمِblood
أَشَدُّ مِنَ الذُؤبانِ عَدواً عَلى الدَمِ
Another man, when offered an obscenity,
rushes toward it more fiercely than wolves toward blood.
وَمَنand whoever كانَhas إِنعامُthe favor of الوَزيرِthe minister حَبيبَهُhis beloved
وَمَن كانَ إِنعامُ الوَزيرِ حَبيبَهُ
أَغارَmakes jealous الغَوانيthe beauties بَينَbetween بِكرٍa maiden وَأَيّمِand a formerly married woman
أَغارَ الغَواني بَينَ بِكرٍ وَأَيّمِ
Whoever makes the minister's favor his beloved
makes beauties jealous, maiden and formerly married alike.
أَبيتُI spend the night بِهاthrough it هاديcalm الحَشاat heart فيamid نَوائِبٍcalamities
أَبيتُ بِها هادي الحَشا في نَوائِبٍ
يَبيتُspends the night لَهاbecause of them غَيريanother than me بِقَلبٍwith a heart مُقَسَّمِdivided
يَبيتُ لَها غَيري بِقَلبٍ مُقَسَّمِ
Through it I pass the night calm at heart amid calamities
for which others pass the night with hearts torn apart.
وَحيدَpeerless in العُلىَeminence لاnot يَنتَجيconfides in غَيرَother than نَفسِهِhimself
وَحيدَ العُلىَ لا يَنتَجي غَيرَ نَفسِهِ
إِذاwhen عَنَّarises خَطبٌa crisis أَوor دَناapproaches يَومُa day of مَغرَمِloss
إِذا عَنَّ خَطبٌ أَو دَنا يَومُ مَغرَمِ
Peerless in eminence, he consults none but himself
when a crisis arises or a day of loss draws near.
وَمُنتَصِرٍand a victor يَرعىmanages بِحِلمٍwith forbearance حُقودَهُhis grudges
وَمُنتَصِرٍ يَرعى بِحِلمٍ حُقودَهُ
وَيَطرُدُand drives away أَضغانَthe rancors of العِداthe foes بِالتَكَرُّمِthrough generosity
وَيَطرُدُ أَضغانَ العِدا بِالتَكَرُّمِ
And a victor who governs his grudges with forbearance,
and drives away his foes' rancor through generosity.
إِذاwhen عَظُمَgrow numerous الطُلّابُthe petitioners لَمnot يَثنِdraws back كَفَّهُhis hand
إِذا عَظُمَ الطُلّابُ لَم يَثنِ كَفَّهُ
وَإِنand if طالَgrows long نُطقُthe speech of القَومِthe people لَمnot يَتَجَهَّمِscowls
وَإِن طالَ نُطقُ القَومِ لَم يَتَجَهَّمِ
When petitioners grow numerous, he does not draw back his hand;
though their speech grows long, he does not scowl.
يَزِمُّhe halters إِلىtoward العافينَthe petitioners أَعناقَthe necks of مالِهِhis wealth
يَزِمُّ إِلى العافينَ أَعناقَ مالِهِ
وَمالُand the wealth of رِجالٍmen مُقرَمٌa breeding camel لَمnot يُخَطَّمِnose-haltered
وَمالُ رِجالٍ مُقرَمٌ لَم يُخَطَّمِ
He leads the necks of his wealth by halters to petitioners,
while other men's wealth is a breeding camel never nose-haltered.
كَثيرِabundant in اِرتِياحِthe delight of القَبِthe heart (text unclear) فيin عَقبِthe wake of جودِهِhis generosity
كَثيرِ اِرتِياحِ القَبِ في عَقبِ جودِهِ
إِذاwhen جائِدٌa giver أَلقىlets fall يَداًa hand فيin التَنَدُّمِregret
إِذا جائِدٌ أَلقى يَداً في التَنَدُّمِ
His heart delights greatly after his generosity,
while another giver lets his hand fall in regret.
سَريعٍswift إِذاwhen داعيthe caller to الطِعانِspear-fighting دَعاcalls بِهِfor him
سَريعٍ إِذا داعي الطِعانِ دَعا بِهِ
غَداgoes forth طاعِناًthrusting قَبلَbefore العِداthe foes فيin التَلَوَّمِhesitation
غَدا طاعِناً قَبلَ العِدا في التَلَوَّمِ
Swift: when the caller to spear-fighting summons him,
he goes forth thrusting while his foes still hesitate.
وَماand never هَمَّintends إِلّاexcept قَعقَعَrattles البَيضَthe helmets بِالظُبىwith blade-edges
وَما هَمَّ إِلّا قَعقَعَ البَيضَ بِالظُبى
وَرَدُّand the recoil of القَناthe spears يَجريruns عَلىover كُلِّevery مِعصَمِwrist
وَرَدُّ القَنا يَجري عَلى كُلِّ مِعصَمِ
He never makes a move without rattling helmets with blade-edges,
and the spears' recoil runs over every wrist.
وَلاand no رَكزَplanting إِلّاexcept أَنthat تُميرَprovision زِجاجُهاtheir butt-spikes
وَلا رَكزَ إِلّا أَن تُميرَ زِجاجُها
عَوامِلَهاtheir spearheads فَضلَthe surplus of النَجيعِblood المُحَرَّمِforbidden
عَوامِلَها فَضلَ النَجيعِ المُحَرَّمِ
No spears are planted unless their butt-spikes provision
their spearheads with surplus forbidden blood.
وَكُلُّand every صَباحٍmorning شاحِبٍpale مِنfrom عَجاجَةٍa dust cloud
وَكُلُّ صَباحٍ شاحِبٍ مِن عَجاجَةٍ
وَشائِعُskeins بُردٍof a cloak بِالعَوانيwith seasoned battles مُسَهَّمِstriped
وَشائِعُ بُردٍ بِالعَواني مُسَهَّمِ
And every morning, pale from a dust cloud,
is the skeins of a cloak striped with seasoned battles.
إِذاwhen عَنَّarises جودٌgenerosity قيلَit is said دُفّاعُthe surge of وابِلٍa downpour
إِذا عَنَّ جودٌ قيلَ دُفّاعُ وابِلٍ
وَإِنand if عَنَّarises رَوعٌterror قيلَit is said تَقحيمُthe charge of ضَيغَمِa lion
وَإِن عَنَّ رَوعٌ قيلَ تَقحيمُ ضَيغَمِ
If generosity arises, they say, 'A downpour's surge!'
If terror arises, they say, 'A lion's charge!'
يَشُنُّhe raids وُجوهَthe faces of البيدِthe deserts فيalong كُلِّevery مَسلَكٍpath
يَشُنُّ وُجوهَ البيدِ في كُلِّ مَسلَكٍ
بِجَرِّby dragging العَواليthe lofty spears وَالرَعيلِand the cavalry troop المُسَوَّمِmarked
بِجَرِّ العَوالي وَالرَعيلِ المُسَوَّمِ
He raids the face of the deserts along every path,
dragging lofty spears and marked cavalry squadrons.
فَعالٌbold in deed جَريٌّdaring لاnot يَزالُceases مُدافِعاًpressing onward
فَعالٌ جَريٌّ لا يَزالُ مُدافِعاً
إِلىtoward المَجدِglory طَلّاعاًclimbing إِلىto كُلِّevery مُعظَمِgreat undertaking
إِلى المَجدِ طَلّاعاً إِلى كُلِّ مُعظَمِ
Bold in deed and daring, he keeps pressing
toward glory, mounting every great undertaking.
وَلَكِنَّهُbut he بِالعِزِّof honor وَالمَجدِand glory وَالعُلىand eminence
وَلَكِنَّهُ بِالعِزِّ وَالمَجدِ وَالعُلى
أَحَقُّmore deserving وَأَولىand worthier مِنthan سَماءٍthe sky بِأَنجُمِof stars
أَحَقُّ وَأَولى مِن سَماءٍ بِأَنجُمِ
Yet he is of honor, glory, and eminence
more worthy and deserving than the sky is of stars.
أَتَتهُthey came to him وَلَمand not يَمدُدstretched out يَداًa hand فيin طِلابِهاseeking them
أَتَتهُ وَلَم يَمدُد يَداً في طِلابِها
وَماand not اِنقادَwas led مَنone who قادَled العَواليthe lofty spears بِمَخطَمِby a noseband
وَما اِنقادَ مَن قادَ العَوالي بِمَخطَمِ
They came to him without his stretching out a hand to seek them;
one who leads lofty spears is not led by a noseband.
وَلَوand even if لَمnot يُقِرُّacknowledge الغابِطونَthose envying good fortune بِمَجدِهِhis glory
وَلَو لَم يُقِرُّ الغابِطونَ بِمَجدِهِ
أَقَرّواthey acknowledged عَلىdespite رُغمٍreluctance بِفَضلِthe merit of التَقَدُّمِprecedence
أَقَرّوا عَلى رُغمٍ بِفَضلِ التَقَدُّمِ
Even if those who envy his good fortune deny his glory,
they grudgingly acknowledge the merit of his precedence.
وَماand not كَذِبُthe lies of الحُسّادِthe enviers لِلبَدرِto the full moon ضائِراًharmful
وَما كَذِبُ الحُسّادِ لِلبَدرِ ضائِراً
وَليسَand not يَضُرُّharms الذَمُّblame غَيرَother than المُذَمَّمِthe blameworthy
وَليسَ يَضُرُّ الذَمُّ غَيرَ المُذَمَّمِ
The envious men's lies do not harm the full moon;
blame harms only the blameworthy.
وَحَيٍّand many a clan حِلالٍsettled قَدalready ذَعَرتُI terrified بِكُبَّةٍwith a mass
وَحَيٍّ حِلالٍ قَد ذَعَرتُ بِكُبَّةٍ
مِنَof الخَيلِhorses وَلاand not تَرعىrespect ذِماماًa pledge لِمَحرَمِto a protected person
مِنَ الخَيلِ وَلا تَرعى ذِماماً لِمَحرَمِ
And many a settled clan I have terrified with a mass
of horses that respect no pledge to a protected man,
عَلىat حينَthe time when حاصَرتُI besieged الظَلامَthe darkness إِلَيهِمُtoward them
عَلى حينَ حاصَرتُ الظَلامَ إِلَيهِمُ
بِأَرعَنَwith a towering host يَرديdashes فيin الحَديدِarmor المُنَظَّمِordered
بِأَرعَنَ يَردي في الحَديدِ المُنَظَّمِ
when I besieged the darkness on my way to them
with a towering host dashing in ordered armor.
وَماand not اِفتَرَّsmiled يَومٌa day قَطُّever إِلاexcept لَقيتُهُI met it
وَما اِفتَرَّ يَومٌ قَطُّ إِلا لَقيتُهُ
بِوَجهٍwith a face جَلِيٍّradiant أَوor بِكَفٍّwith a hand مُغَيِّمِcloud-laden
بِوَجهٍ جَلِيٍّ أَو بِكَفٍّ مُغَيِّمِ
No day ever smiled without my meeting it
with a radiant face or a cloud-laden hand.
إِذاif مارِقٌa renegade لاmet- (word fragment) قاكَ-you (word fragment) غَضَّrestrains عِنانَهُhis reins
إِذا مارِقٌ لا قاكَ غَضَّ عِنانَهُ
وَرَدَّand turned back أَظافيرَthe talons of القَناthe spears لَمnot تُقَلَّمِtrimmed
وَرَدَّ أَظافيرَ القَنا لَم تُقَلَّمِ
If a renegade meets you, he restrains his reins
and turns back the untrimmed talons of the spears.
وَرُبَّand many a نَسيبٍkinsman لِلرِماحِof the spears مُغامِرٍdaring
وَرُبَّ نَسيبٍ لِلرِماحِ مُغامِرٍ
خَفيفِslender الشَوىin limbs عاريbare of الجَناحَينِboth wings أَعلَمِsplit-lipped
خَفيفِ الشَوى عاري الجَناحَينِ أَعلَمِ
And many a daring kinsman of spears,
slender-limbed, bare of both wings, split-lipped,
إِذاwhen هُزَّis brandished يَوماًone day لِلغَوارِfor raiding رَأَيتَهُyou see it
إِذا هُزَّ يَوماً لِلغَوارِ رَأَيتَهُ
أَنَمَّmore penetrating إِلىto الأَرواحِsouls مِنthan كِلِّevery لَهذَمِkeen spearhead
أَنَمَّ إِلى الأَرواحِ مِن كِلِّ لَهذَمِ
when brandished one day for raiding, you see it
more penetrating to souls than any keen spearhead.
يَسُرَّكَit delights you فيin فَلِّblunting الصَوارِمِthe swords وَالقَناand the spears
يَسُرَّكَ في فَلِّ الصَوارِمِ وَالقَنا
وَيُرضيكَand pleases you فيin رَدِّrepelling اللُهامِthe army العَرَمرَمِvast
وَيُرضيكَ في رَدِّ اللُهامِ العَرَمرَمِ
It delights you in blunting swords and spears,
and pleases you in repelling a vast, mighty army.
لَهُit has ريقَةٌsaliva تَجريflowing بِماwith what شاءَwills رَبُّهُits master
لَهُ ريقَةٌ تَجري بِما شاءَ رَبُّهُ
كَماas حالَflowed سُمٌّpoison بَينَbetween أَنيابِthe fangs of أَرقَمِa speckled serpent
كَما حالَ سُمٌّ بَينَ أَنيابِ أَرقَمِ
It has saliva flowing as its master wills,
as poison runs between a speckled serpent's fangs.
أَمالىءَO filler of أَيّامِon days of النَدىbounty كُلَّevery عارِضٍcloud
أَمالىءَ أَيّامِ النَدى كُلَّ عارِضٍ
وَمالىءَand filler of أَيّامِon days of الوَغىwar كُلَّevery مُلجَمِbridled steed
وَمالىءَ أَيّامِ الوَغى كُلَّ مُلجَمِ
O filler of every cloud on days of bounty,
and of every bridled steed on days of war,
تَهَنَّrejoice in قُدومَthe arrival of المِهرَجانِMihrjan فَإِنَّهُfor it
تَهَنَّ قُدومَ المِهرَجانِ فَإِنَّهُ
إِلَيكَto you عَلىthroughout الأَيّامِthe days يُنمىis ascribed وَيَنتَميand claims kinship
إِلَيكَ عَلى الأَيّامِ يُنمى وَيَنتَمي
rejoice in Mihrjan's arrival, for it
is ascribed to you through the days and claims kinship with you.
وَماand not زارَvisited هَذاthis العيدُfestival إِلاexcept صَبابَةًout of yearning
وَما زارَ هَذا العيدُ إِلا صَبابَةً
إِلَيكَfor you بِقَلبٍwith a heart طامِحِaspiring in الوَجدِpassion مُغَرَمِlovesick
إِلَيكَ بِقَلبٍ طامِحِ الوَجدِ مُغَرَمِ
This festival visits only out of yearning
for you, with a heart aspiring in passion, lovesick.
أَتىit came يَستَفيدُto acquire الجُوَدَgenerosity مِنكَfrom you وَيَجتَليand behold
أَتى يَستَفيدُ الجُوَدَ مِنكَ وَيَجتَلي
مَحاسِنَهُits beauties مِنfrom ثَغرِكَyour mouth المُتَبَسِّمِsmiling
مَحاسِنَهُ مِن ثَغرِكَ المُتَبَسِّمِ
It comes to learn generosity from you and to behold
its beauties in your smiling mouth.
فَلاso no عارَshame أَنthat تَستَنجِدَseek help from الكَأسَthe cup راحَةٌa palm
فَلا عارَ أَن تَستَنجِدَ الكَأسَ راحَةٌ
أَضَرَّharmed بِهاit حَملُcarrying الجُرازِthe cleaving sword المُصَمِّمِpenetrating
أَضَرَّ بِها حَملُ الجُرازِ المُصَمِّمِ
There is no shame in a palm seeking help from the cup,
when carrying the cleaving sword has hurt it.
أَراكَI see you بِعَينِwith the eye of لِصٍa thief يَسوءُكَdispleases you لَحظُهاits glance
أَراكَ بِعَينِ لِصٍ يَسوءُكَ لَحظُها
وَأَرعاكَand I tend you بِالوُدِّwith love الَّذيwhich لَمnot يُذَمَّمِwas blamed
وَأَرعاكَ بِالوُدِّ الَّذي لَم يُذَمَّمِ
I watch you with a thief's eye, whose glance displeases you,
and tend you with a love that has not been blamed.
وَفيand in نَظَريmy gaze عُنوانُa sign of ماwhat بَينَbetween أَضلُعيmy ribs
وَفي نَظَري عُنوانُ ما بَينَ أَضلُعي
وَرُبَّand many a لَحاظٍglance نائِبٍsubstituting عَنfor تَكَلُّمِspeech
وَرُبَّ لَحاظٍ نائِبٍ عَن تَكَلُّمِ
My gaze reveals what lies between my ribs;
many a glance stands in place of speech.
وَكَمand many a نَظرَةٍlook تَستَوهِبُbegs as a gift القَولَspeech مِنfrom فَميmy mouth
وَكَم نَظرَةٍ تَستَوهِبُ القَولَ مِن فَمي
تُكَلَّفُcharged with نُطقيmy speech فيin جَوابِreply to المُكَلَّمِthe one addressed
تُكَلَّفُ نُطقي في جَوابِ المُكَلَّمِ
And many a look begs words from my mouth,
charged with speaking for me in reply to the one addressed.
وَلَستُand I am not وَلَوeven if خادَعتَنيyou deceived me عَنout of مَطالِبيmy requests
وَلَستُ وَلَو خادَعتَني عَن مَطالِبي
مُطاوِعَobeying عُذّاليmy censurers عَليكَconcerning you وَلُوَّميand my blamers
مُطاوِعَ عُذّالي عَليكَ وَلُوَّمي
Even if you trick me out of my requests, I will not
obey those who censure and blame me over you.
وَأَكرَمُand the noblest مَأمولٍone hoped in وَأَشرَفُand the most honorable ماجِدٍglorious man
وَأَكرَمُ مَأمولٍ وَأَشرَفُ ماجِدٍ
جَوادٌa generous man مَتىwhenever يُندَبis summoned إِلىto الجودِgenerosity يُقدِمِadvances
جَوادٌ مَتى يُندَب إِلى الجودِ يُقدِمِ
The noblest man to hope in, the most honorable lord,
is a generous man who advances when summoned to generosity.
أُعيذُكَI seek to protect you أَنfrom تُظميmaking thirsty فَتَىًa youth كانَwas طَرفُهُhis gaze
أُعيذُكَ أَن تُظمي فَتَىً كانَ طَرفُهُ
عَقيداًbound لِبَرقِto the lightning of المَعارِضِthe cloud banks المُتَرَنِّمِsinging
عَقيداً لِبَرقِ المَعارِضِ المُتَرَنِّمِ
I seek to guard you from leaving thirsty a youth whose gaze was
bound to the singing lightning of the clouds.
وَمَنand whoever غَرَّهُbeguiles him مالٌwealth رَضيis content بِبَشاشَةٍwith cheerfulness
وَمَن غَرَّهُ مالٌ رَضي بِبَشاشَةٍ
وَعادِمُand one lacking ماءٍwater قانِعٌcontent بِالتَيَمُّمِwith dry ablution
وَعادِمُ ماءٍ قانِعٌ بِالتَيَمُّمِ
One whom wealth beguiles is content with a cheerful face,
and one lacking water is content with dry ablution.
أَِلاbehold إِنَّindeed شِعريmy poetry فيكَabout you يَبقىendures وَغَيرُهُand other poetry
أَِلا إِنَّ شِعري فيكَ يَبقى وَغَيرُهُ
تَطيرُblow away بِهِit أَيديthe hands of اللَياليthe nights وَتَرتَميand toss
تَطيرُ بِهِ أَيدي اللَيالي وَتَرتَمي
Know that my poetry about you endures, while others'
is swept away and tossed by the hands of nights.
وَتَعقِدُand binds طَرفيmy gaze مِنكَto you فيin كُلِّevery نَظرَةٍglance
وَتَعقِدُ طَرفي مِنكَ في كُلِّ نَظرَةٍ
طَلاقَةُthe radiance of بَدرٍa full moon بِالمَعاليin lofty deeds مُعَمَّمِturbaned
طَلاقَةُ بَدرٍ بِالمَعالي مُعَمَّمِ
With every glance, my gaze is bound to you by
the radiance of a full moon turbaned in lofty deeds.
وَلَولاكَand but for you ماnot فاقَتrecovered بِبَغدادَin Baghdad ناقَتيmy she-camel
وَلَولاكَ ما فاقَت بِبَغدادَ ناقَتي
وَلاand not كُنتُI would be إِلّاexcept لاحِقاًbound بِالمُقَطَّمِfor al-Muqattam
وَلا كُنتُ إِلّا لاحِقاً بِالمُقَطَّمِ
But for you, my she-camel would not have recovered in Baghdad;
I would only have been bound for al-Muqattam.
وَأَولىand most worthy بِلادٍlands بِالمُقامِof dwelling مِنَamong الدُناthe world
وَأَولى بِلادٍ بِالمُقامِ مِنَ الدُنا
بِلادٌlands مَتىwhenever يَنزِلalights بِهاin them الحُرُّthe free man يَغنَمِgains
بِلادٌ مَتى يَنزِل بِها الحُرُّ يَغنَمِ
The lands most worthy of dwelling in, of all this world,
are those where a free man gains whenever he alights.
مَدَحتُI praised أَميرَthe Commander of المُؤمِنينَthe Faithful وَإِنَّهُand he indeed
مَدَحتُ أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ وَإِنَّهُ
لَأَشرَفُsurely the noblest مَأمولٍone hoped in وَأَعلىand the highest مُؤَمَّمِone sought
لَأَشرَفُ مَأمولٍ وَأَعلى مُؤَمَّمِ
I praised the Commander of the Faithful, and he is indeed
the noblest hope and the highest destination.
فَأَوسَعَنيso he lavished on me قَبلَbefore العَطاءِgiving كَرامَةًhonor
فَأَوسَعَني قَبلَ العَطاءِ كَرامَةً
وَلاand no مَرحَباًwelcome بِالمالِto money إِنif لَمnot أُكَرَّمِI am honored
وَلا مَرحَباً بِالمالِ إِن لَم أُكَرَّمِ
He lavished honor on me before giving gifts;
no welcome to money if I am not honored.
وَإِنّيand I إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle قُلتُutter فيabout غَيرِother than ماجِدٍa noble man
وَإِنّي إِذا ما قُلتُ في غَيرِ ماجِدٍ
مَديحاًpraise كَأَنّيas though I لائِكٌchewing طَعمَthe taste of عَلقَمِcolocynth
مَديحاً كَأَنّي لائِكٌ طَعمَ عَلقَمِ
Whenever I speak of someone who is not noble
in praise, I seem to chew the taste of colocynth.
وَإِنَّand indeed رَجائيmy hope in زَينَthe adornment of مِلَّةِthe faith of هاشِمٍHashim
وَإِنَّ رَجائي زَينَ مِلَّةِ هاشِمٍ
لَنُعمىis surely a blessing وَحَسبيand sufficient for me مِنas جَوادٍa generous man وَمُنعَمِand a benefactor
لَنُعمى وَحَسبي مِن جَوادٍ وَمُنعَمِ
My hope in the adornment of Hashim's faith
is indeed a blessing; he suffices me as a generous benefactor.
فَكُنso be شافِعيmy intercessor يَوماًone day إِلَيهِwith him لَعَلَّهُperhaps he
فَكُن شافِعي يَوماً إِلَيهِ لَعَلَّهُ
يَريشُhe fletches العَواريthe bare ones مِنamong نِباليmy arrows وَأَسهُميand my darts
يَريشُ العَواري مِن نِبالي وَأَسهُمي
Be my intercessor with him one day; perhaps he
will fletch the bare shafts among my arrows and darts.
أَغارُI jealously guard عَلىover عَليائِهِhis eminence مِنagainst مُقصِّرٍan inadequate person
أَغارُ عَلى عَليائِهِ مِن مُقصِّرٍ
يَقولُspeaks وَلَمand not يُرزَقwas granted مَقاليmy utterance وَلاnor فَميmy mouth
يَقولُ وَلَم يُرزَق مَقالي وَلا فَمي
I jealously guard his eminence against an inadequate poet
who speaks without being granted my utterance or my mouth.
فَإِنso if شاءَhe wishes فَالوَسمُthen the mark الَّذيwhich قَدalready عَرَفتُهُI recognized it
فَإِن شاءَ فَالوَسمُ الَّذي قَد عَرَفتُهُ
مُبينٌclear لِعَينِto the eye of الناظِرِthe observer المُتَوَسِّمِdiscerning
مُبينٌ لِعَينِ الناظِرِ المُتَوَسِّمِ
If he wishes, the mark I have recognized
is clear to the eye of the discerning observer.
Sol 6.1