1. قد عهِدنا الربوعَ وهي ربيعُ

    أينَ لا أينَ أُنسها المجموعُ

    We once knew these dwellings when they were all spring.

    Where—no, where—is their gathered fellowship?

  2. درج الحيُّ أم تتبّع عنها

    نِجع الغيث أم بدهياءَ ريعوا

    Has the tribe passed away, or left them in search of

    Rain-fed pastures, or were they terrified by disaster?

  3. لا تقل شملها النوى صدعته

    إنَّما شمل صبري المصدوعُ

    Do not say that separation shattered their unity;

    It is the wholeness of my patience that is shattered.

  4. كيف أعدت بلسعة الهمّ قلبي

    يا ثراها وفيك يُرقى اللسيعُ

    How have you infected my heart with grief's sting,

    O their soil, when in you the stung are healed by charms?

  5. سبق الدمعُ حين قلت سقتها

    فتركتُ السما وقلت الدموعُ

    Tears came first when I said, 'May they be watered by...';

    So I left out 'the sky' and said, 'the tears.'

  6. فكأَني في صحنها وهو قعبٌ

    أَحلِب المُزن والجفون ضُروعُ

    As though in their courtyard, which is a wooden bowl,

    I milk the rainclouds, and my eyelids are udders.

  7. بتّ ليلَ التمام أَنشد فيها

    هَل لِماضٍ من الزمان رجوعُ

    I spent the longest night reciting there:

    'Can time gone by ever return?'

  8. وادَّعت حولي السجا ذاتُ طوقٍ

    مات منها على النياح الهجوعُ

    A collared dove around me laid claim to stillness,

    Though sleep in her had died amid lamentation.

  9. وصفت لي بجمرتي مُقلتيها

    ما عليه انحنين منّي الضلوعُ

    With the two embers of her eyes she described to me

    What my ribs had curved around within me.

  10. شاطرتني بزعمها الداءَ حُزناً

    حين أنَّت وقلبي الموجوعُ

    She shared, or so she claimed, my affliction in sorrow,

    When she moaned, though it was my heart that ached.

  11. يا طروبَ العشيَّ خلفك عنّي

    ما حنيني صَبابةٌ وولوعُ

    O evening songster, keep back from me;

    My lament is neither love-longing nor infatuation.

  12. لم يَرُعني نوى الخليط ولكن

    من جوى الطفّ راعني ما يروعُ

    It was not the companions' departure that alarmed me, but

    The horror that struck me from al-Taff's anguish.

  13. قد عذلت الجزوعَ وهو صبور

    وعذرت الصبورَ وهو جزوعُ

    I have rebuked the distraught, though he was patient,

    And excused the patient, though he was distraught.

  14. عجباً للعيون لم تغد بيضاً

    لمصابٍ تحمرّ فيه الدموعُ

    How strange that eyes have not turned white

    At a calamity in which tears turn red!

  15. وأساً شابت الليالي عليه

    وهو للحشر في القلوب رضيعُ

    And a grief over which the nights have grown gray,

    While in hearts it remains a nursling until the Resurrection.

  16. أيّ يوم رعباً به رجف الدهر

    إلى أن منه اصطفقن الضلوعُ

    What a day, at whose terror Time trembled,

    Until ribs clattered together because of it!

  17. أيُّ يوم بشفرة البغي فيه

    عاد أنفُ الإِسلام وهو جديعُ

    What a day, when beneath tyranny's blade

    The nose of Islam was left severed!

  18. يوم أرسى ثقلُ النبي على الحتف

    وخفَّت بالراسيات صُدوعُ

    The day the Prophet's treasured charge came to rest upon death,

    And rifts made the steadfast mountains sway.

  19. يوم صكَّت بالطفّ هاشمُ وجهَ

    الموت فالموت من لقاها مروعُ

    The day Hashim at al-Taff struck the face

    Of Death—and Death was terrified of facing them.

  20. بسيوفٍ في الحرب صلَّت فللشو

    س سجود من حَولِها وركوعُ

    With swords that prayed in battle; the fierce

    Warriors around them prostrated and bowed.

  21. وقفت موقفاً تضيَّفت الطير

    قِراه فحوَّمٌ ووقوعُ

    They took a stand where the birds came as guests

    For its feast, circling and alighting.

  22. موقف لا البصير فيه بصير

    لاندهاشٍ ولا السميع سميعُ

    A stand where the seeing could not see

    From bewilderment, nor the hearing hear.

  23. جلَّل الأُفق منه عارضُ نقعٍ

    من سنا البيض فيه برق لموعُ

    A cloud of battle-dust from it cloaked the horizon;

    The white blades' radiance within it was flashing lightning.

  24. فَلشمس النهارِ فيه مَغيبٌ

    ولشمس الحديد فيه طلوعُ

    There the sun of day had its setting,

    And the sun of iron had its rising.

  25. أينما طارت النفوس شعاعاً

    فلطير الردى عليها وقوعُ

    Wherever souls flew scattered,

    Death's birds swooped down upon them.

  26. قد تواصت بالصبر فيه رجالٌ

    في حشى الموت من لِقاها صُدوعُ

    Men there urged one another to endure;

    Facing them opened rifts in Death's innards.

  27. سكنت منهم النفوس جسوماً

    هي بأساً حفائظٌ ودروعُ

    Their souls inhabited bodies

    That in valor were protective ardor and shields.

  28. سدَّ فيهم ثغرَ المنيَّة شهمٌ

    لثنايا الثغر المخوف طَلوعُ

    Among them a noble hero barred Death's mouth,

    Ever scaling the teeth of that fearsome maw.

  29. وله الطِرفُ حيث سارَ أنيسٌ

    وله السيفُ حيث بات ضَجيعُ

    His noble steed was his companion wherever he rode,

    And his sword his bedfellow wherever he lay.

  30. لم يَقف موقفاً من الحزم إلاَّ

    وبه سِنُّ غيرهِ المقروع

    He never took a resolute stand without

    Another's tooth being struck there.

  31. طمعت أن تسومه القوم خسفاً

    وأبى الله والحسامُ الصنيعُ

    The people hoped to subject him to humiliation,

    But God and the finely wrought sword refused.

  32. كيف يلوي على الدنيَّة جيداً

    لِسوى اللهِ ما لواه الخضوعُ

    How could he bend his neck to abasement,

    When submission had bent it to none but God?

  33. ولديه جأشٌ أردُّ من الدرع

    لضمأى القنا وهنَّ شُروعُ

    And his heart was more resistant than armor

    To thirsty spears, leveled to strike.

  34. وبه يرجعُ الحفاظُ لصدرٍ

    ضاقتِ الأرضُ وهي فيه تضيعُ

    Through him, the defense of honor returns to a breast

    For which earth grew narrow, though within it earth is lost.

  35. فأبى أن يَعيشَ إلاَّ عزيزاً

    أو تجلَّى الكفاحُ وهو صريعُ

    So he would live only with honor,

    Or lie slain when the battle cleared.

  36. فتلقى الجموعَ فرداً ولكن

    كلّ عضوٍ في الروع منه جموعُ

    He met the hosts alone, yet

    Each limb of his in battle's terror was a multitude.

  37. رُمحه من بَنانه وكأَن من

    عزمِه حدُّ سيفه مطبوعُ

    His spear was from his fingertips; and as though from

    His resolve the edge of his sword was forged.

  38. زوّج السيفَ بالنفوس ولكن

    مهرُها الموتُ والخضابُ النجيعُ

    He married the sword to souls, but

    Their dowry was death, and their bridal dye was fresh blood.

  39. بأبي كالئاً على الطفِّ خِدراً

    هو في شفرة الحسم منيعُ

    My father be his ransom, guarding a women's pavilion at al-Taff,

    It was impregnable behind the cutting blade.

  40. قطعوا بعده عُراه ويا حب

    لَ وريدِ الإِسلام أنت القطيعُ

    After him they severed its bonds; O cord

    Of Islam's jugular vein, you are the one severed!

  41. وسروا في كرائم الوحي أسرى

    وعداك ابن اميها النقريع

    They traveled by night with Revelation's noble women captive,

    And reproach passed you by, O son of her mother [reading uncertain].

  42. لو تراها والعيس جشمها الحا

    دي من السير فوق ما تستطيع

    If you could see them, with the pale camels forced by the camel

    Driver to travel beyond what they can endure.

  43. ووراها العَفافُ يدعو ومنه

    يا ترى فوقه بقيَّة وجدٍ

    Behind them Chastity calls, and from it...

    I wonder: is there a remnant of grief above it?

  44. ملء أحشائها جوًى وصدوعُ

    فترفَّق بها فما هي إلاَّ

    Their innards are filled with anguish and rifts.

    So be gentle with them, for they are only

  45. ناضرٌ دامعٌ وقلبٌ مروعُ

    لا تسمها جذب البُرى أو تدري

    A tearful, radiant face and a terrified heart.

    Do not subject them to the tug of nose-rings; does

  46. ربَّة الخدر ما البُرى والنُسوعُ

    قوِّضي يا خيامَ عليا نزارٍ

    The sheltered lady know what nose-rings and saddle-straps are?

    Collapse, O tents of Nizar's grandeur,

  47. فلقد قوَّض العمادُ الرفيعُ

    واملئي العينَ يا أُميَّة نوماً

    For the lofty pillar has been brought down.

    And fill your eye with sleep, O Umayya,

  48. فحسينٌ على الصعيدِ صريعُ

    ودعي صَكّةَ الجباهِ لويٌّ

    For Husayn lies slain upon the earth.

    And leave off striking foreheads, Lu'ayy;

  49. ليس يُجديك صكُّها والدموعُ

    أفلطماً بالراحتين فهلاّ

    Striking them and tears do you no good.

    Slapping with both palms? Why not

  50. بسيوف لا تتقيها الدروعُ

    وبُكاءً بالدمع حُزناً فهلاّ

    With swords that armor cannot ward off?

    And weeping tears in sorrow? Why not

  51. بدم الطعن والرماحُ شروعُ

    قلّ ألاّ قراع ملمومة الحت

    With the blood of thrusts, while spears stand leveled?

    All else falls short save battling the massed host of Death—

  52. ف فواهاً يا فِهر أين القريعُ

    Alas, O Fihr, where is the champion?