أَهاجَكَhas it stirred you? بِاللَوىat al-Liwa الرَبعُthe dwelling الخَلِيُّdeserted
أَهاجَكَ بِاللَوى الرَبعُ الخَلِيُّ
فَقَلبُكَso your heart مِنfrom تَذَكُّرِهِremembering it شَجِيُّsorrowful
فَقَلبُكَ مِن تَذَكُّرِهِ شَجِيُّ
Has the deserted dwelling at al-Liwa stirred you,
So that remembering it has left your heart sorrowful?
كَأَنَّas though بِقِيَّةَthe remnants العَرَصاتِthe open grounds فيهِin it
كَأَنَّ بِقِيَّةَ العَرَصاتِ فيهِ
عَلىthrough الأَزمانِthe ages بُردٌa cloak أَتحَمِيُّAtḥamī (a cloth variety)
عَلى الأَزمانِ بُردٌ أَتحَمِيُّ
As though the remnants of its open grounds
Across the ages were an Atḥamī cloak.
نَعِمتَyou lived happily بِأِهلِهِwith its people زَمَناًfor a time فَبانُواthen they departed
نَعِمتَ بِأِهلِهِ زَمَناً فَبانُوا
فَأَنتَso you لِبَينِهمbecause of their parting كَلِفٌlovesick شَقِيُّwretched
فَأَنتَ لِبَينِهم كَلِفٌ شَقِيُّ
You lived happily with its people for a time, then they departed;
So their parting leaves you lovesick and wretched.
سَقىmay it water العَرَصاتِthe open grounds بَعدُهُمafter them مُلِثٌa lingering raincloud
سَقى العَرَصاتِ بَعدُهُم مُلِثٌ
سِماكيُّof Simak الحَياrain أَوor مرزَمِيُّof Mirzam
سِماكيُّ الحَيا أَو مرزَمِيُّ
May a lingering raincloud water the grounds after them,
With rain of Simak or Mirzam.
لِهَدهَدَةِfor the rumbling الرُعودِof thunder بِهِin it اِصطِخابٌa clamor
لِهَدهَدَةِ الرُعودِ بِهِ اِصطِخابٌ
كَماas اِصطخَبَclamored اليَراعُthe reed flute الفارِسيُّPersian
كَما اِصطخَبَ اليَراعُ الفارِسيُّ
The rumbling of thunder in it is a clamor,
Like the clamor of the Persian reed flute.
إِذاwhen وَسِميُّهits early rain أَرخىlets down عَلَيهِupon it
إِذا وَسِميُّه أَرخى عَلَيهِ
عَزالِيَهُits waterskin spouts تَعَقَّبهfollows it الوَلِيُّthe following rain
عَزالِيَهُ تَعَقَّبه الوَلِيُّ
When its early rain lets down upon it
Its spouts, the following rain succeeds it:
وَلِيٌّa following rain تُمرِعُgrows lush البَطحاءُthe gravel plain مِنهُfrom it
وَلِيٌّ تُمرِعُ البَطحاءُ مِنهُ
وَيُكسىand is clothed in النورَblossoms مَلعَبُهاits playground الحَلِيُّadorned
وَيُكسى النورَ مَلعَبُها الحَلِيُّ
A following rain that makes the gravel plain lush,
And its adorned playground is clothed in blossoms.
كَأَنَّas though حَبِيَّهُits piled-up cloud رِفدٌa bounty حَباهُhe bestowed upon it
كَأَنَّ حَبِيَّهُ رِفدٌ حَباهُ
مُعِزُّMu'izz (exalter) الدَولَةِal-Dawla (the state) المَلِكُthe king السَخِيُّgenerous
مُعِزُّ الدَولَةِ المَلِكُ السَخِيُّ
As though its piled-up cloud were a bounty granted it
By Mu'izz al-Dawla, the generous king.
فَتىًa youth تَندىare moist with bounty لِسائِلِهِfor his petitioner يَداهُhis two hands
فَتىً تَندى لِسائِلِهِ يَداهُ
كَماas تَندىyield water لِوارِدِهاfor those coming to them الرَكِيُّthe wells
كَما تَندى لِوارِدِها الرَكِيُّ
A youth whose hands flow with bounty for his petitioner,
As wells yield water to those who come to them.
بَنىhe built فَخراًglory لِقَيسٍfor Qays ماnot بَناهُbuilt it
بَنى فَخراً لِقَيسٍ ما بَناهُ
لِقَيسfor Qays قَبلَهُbefore him إِلّاexcept النَبِيُّthe Prophet
لِقَيس قَبلَهُ إِلّا النَبِيُّ
He built for Qays a glory that none had built
For Qays before him save the Prophet.
حَليمٌforbearing عَنtoward جَرائِمِناour offenses إِلَيهِagainst him
حَليمٌ عَن جَرائِمِنا إِلَيهِ
وَلَولاand were it not for الحِلمُforbearance لَمwould not يَسرُbe noble السَرِيُّthe noble man
وَلَولا الحِلمُ لَم يَسرُ السَرِيُّ
Forbearing toward our offenses against him,
And without forbearance, a noble man would not be noble.
لَهُhe has طَعمانِtwo flavors مِنof نُعمىfavor وَبُوسىand affliction
لَهُ طَعمانِ مِن نُعمى وَبُوسى
فَذاso this one صَبِرٌbitter aloe وَذاand that one عَسَلٌhoney جَنِيُّfreshly gathered
فَذا صَبِرٌ وَذا عَسَلٌ جَنِيُّ
He has two flavors: favor and affliction;
One is bitter aloe, the other freshly gathered honey.
يَضُرُّhe harms كَماas يَسُرُّhe delights مُؤَمِّلِيهِthose who hope in him
يَضُرُّ كَما يَسُرُّ مُؤَمِّلِيهِ
فَإِمّاso either مُحسِنٌdoing good بِكَto you أَوor مُسِيُّdoing harm
فَإِمّا مُحسِنٌ بِكَ أَو مُسِيُّ
He harms as he delights those who place their hopes in him;
So he either does you good or does you harm.
كَذاكَlikewise السَيفُthe sword تَقطَعُcut شَفرَتاهُits two edges
كَذاكَ السَيفُ تَقطَعُ شَفرَتاهُ
وَمَلمَسُهُand its surface تُلامِسُهُyou touch it وَطِيُّsmooth
وَمَلمَسُهُ تُلامِسُهُ وَطِيُّ
So too the sword: its two edges cut,
Yet its surface is smooth when you touch it.
وَفِتيانٍand young men رَمىflung بِهِمwith them إِلَيهِtoward him
وَفِتيانٍ رَمى بِهِم إِلَيهِ
لِحُسنِfor the goodness of حَديثِهِreports of him البَلَدُthe land الزَكِيُّfertile
لِحُسنِ حَديثِهِ البَلَدُ الزَكِيُّ
And youths were flung toward him
By the fertile land, for the fine reports of him.
كَأَنَّهُمُas though they وَقَدand already سَهِمُواthey grew gaunt سِهامٌarrows
كَأَنَّهُمُ وَقَد سَهِمُوا سِهامٌ
وَلَكِنَّand yet المَطِيّthe mounts لَهاfor them قِسِيُّbows
وَلَكِنَّ المَطِيّ لَها قِسِيُّ
As though, grown gaunt, they were arrows,
But the mounts were bows for them.
مَطِيُّmounts لَمdid not تَدَعleave فِيهِنَّin them نِيّاًany fat
مَطِيُّ لَم تَدَع فِيهِنَّ نِيّاً
وَهَلand does يَبقىremain عَلىin the face of النِيّاتِintentions نِيُّfat
وَهَل يَبقى عَلى النِيّاتِ نِيُّ
Mounts with no fat left in them—
And can fat endure in the face of resolve?
خَوامِسُcamels on five-day watering rounds إِنif عَدِمنَthey lack وَرُودَreaching ماءٍwater
خَوامِسُ إِن عَدِمنَ وَرُودَ ماءٍ
فَفيthen in ذِكرِmention المُعِزِّal-Mu'izz لَهُنَّfor them رِيُّthirst-quenching
فَفي ذِكرِ المُعِزِّ لَهُنَّ رِيُّ
Camels watered every fifth day—if they cannot reach water,
Then the mention of al-Mu'izz quenches their thirst.
فَتىًa youth جاهِيmy standing بِنائِلِهِthrough his bounty عَريضٌbroad
فَتىً جاهِي بِنائِلِهِ عَريضٌ
وَباليand my mind مِنfrom مَكارِمِهِhis noble generosity رَخِيُّat ease
وَبالي مِن مَكارِمِهِ رَخِيُّ
A youth whose bounty makes my standing broad,
And whose noble generosity leaves my mind at ease.
أَباAbu (father of) العُلوانِal-'Ulwan ياO مَلِكاًking نَخِيّاًnoble-hearted
أَبا العُلوانِ يا مَلِكاً نَخِيّاً
نَماهُhe raised him إِلىto العُلىthe heights المَلِكُthe king النَخِيُّnoble-hearted
نَماهُ إِلى العُلى المَلِكُ النَخِيُّ
Abu al-'Ulwan, O noble-hearted king,
Whom the noble-hearted king raised to the heights.
أَخُصُّكَI single you out بِالثَناfor praise ماas long as دُمتُI remain حَياalive
أَخُصُّكَ بِالثَنا ما دُمتُ حَيا
لِأَنَّكَbecause you بِالثَناof praise مِنّيfrom me حَرِيُّworthy
لِأَنَّكَ بِالثَنا مِنّي حَرِيُّ
I single you out for praise as long as I live,
For you are worthy of praise from me.
وَمَدَحيand my praise لاnot يَزيدُكَadds to you فيin عُلُوٍّeminence
وَمَدَحي لا يَزيدُكَ في عُلُوٍّ
لِأَنَّكَbecause you مِنfrom سِوىother than مَدحيmy praise عَلِيُّexalted
لِأَنَّكَ مِن سِوى مَدحي عَلِيُّ
And my praise adds nothing to your eminence,
For you are exalted apart from my praise.
فَدُونَكَهاso take it مُحَبَّرَةَrichly adorned القَوافيthe rhymes
فَدُونَكَها مُحَبَّرَةَ القَوافي
يَضيقُis too narrow بِوسِعهاfor its breadth البَلَدُthe land القَصِيُّdistant
يَضيقُ بِوسِعها البَلَدُ القَصِيُّ
So take it, its rhymes richly adorned:
The distant land is too narrow for its breadth.
شُرُوداًfar-ranging لاnot يَليقُclings بِهاto it مَكانٌa place
شُرُوداً لا يَليقُ بِها مَكانٌ
كَماas شَرَدbolted الأَقَبُّthe lean-flanked one الأَخدَرِيُّthe Akhdari wild ass
كَما شَرَد الأَقَبُّ الأَخدَرِيُّ
Far-ranging, with no place to hold it,
As the lean-flanked Akhdari wild ass bolts.
نَتيجَةَthe fruit خاطِرٍa mind مِنfrom غَيرِother than جَهلٍignorance
نَتيجَةَ خاطِرٍ مِن غَيرِ جَهلٍ
أَطاعَobeyed فَريدَهاits peerless gem الكَلِمُthe words العَصِيُّrebellious
أَطاعَ فَريدَها الكَلِمُ العَصِيُّ
The fruit of a mind free from ignorance,
Rebellious words obeyed its peerless gem.
كَأَنَّيas though I حينَwhen أُنشِدُهاI recite it جَريرٌJarir
كَأَنَّي حينَ أُنشِدُها جَريرٌ
وَشانِئُكَand one who hates you الفَرَزدَقُal-Farazdaq أَوor عَدِيُّ'Adi
وَشانِئُكَ الفَرَزدَقُ أَو عَدِيُّ
As though, when I recite it, I were Jarir,
And your hater were al-Farazdaq or 'Adi.
بَقيتُمmay you endure آلhouse of مِرداسٍMirdas فَإِنّيfor I
بَقيتُم آل مِرداسٍ فَإِنّي
بِكُمthrough you عَنfrom needing كُلِّevery مَخلوقٍcreated being غَنِيّself-sufficient
بِكُم عَن كُلِّ مَخلوقٍ غَنِيّ
May you endure, house of Mirdas, for I
Am free, through you, of need for any creature.
وَلاand never زِلتُمmay you cease to be مَصابيحَlamps المَعاليof high glory
وَلا زِلتُم مَصابيحَ المَعالي
فَإِنَّfor indeed زَمانَكُمyour age زَمَنٌan age بَهِيُّsplendid
فَإِنَّ زَمانَكُم زَمَنٌ بَهِيُّ
And may you ever remain lamps of high glory,
For your age is a splendid age.
Sol 6.1