كلall الأَمرaffairs منfrom الَّذيHim who مَلَكَholds command over الأَمراaffairs
كل الأَمر من الَّذي مَلَكَ الأَمرا
وَصابرand persevere عَلَيهِin it ماas much as اِستَطَعتَyou can لَهُfor it صَبراpatience
وَصابر عَلَيهِ ما اِستَطَعتَ لَهُ صَبرا
All affairs come from Him who commands all affairs;
and endure them with as much patience as you can.
عَلىupon مِثلِthe like of ماwhat تَشكوyou lament الحَياةlife وَإِنَّماand only
عَلى مِثلِ ما تَشكو الحَياة وَإِنَّما
أَرىI see جَزَعَthe dismay of المَكروبِthe sufferer كُربتهُhis affliction الأُخرىthe other
أَرى جَزَعَ المَكروبِ كُربتهُ الأُخرى
Life is made of such things as you lament; I only
see the sufferer's dismay as his second affliction.
وَأَجمَلَand how becoming بِالمَرءِfor a man التَّجَمُّلَcomposure إِنَّهُfor he
وَأَجمَلَ بِالمَرءِ التَّجَمُّلَ إِنَّهُ
إِذاif عافهhe spurns it طَوعاًby choice تَكلَّفهُhe takes it upon himself جَبراby force
إِذا عافه طَوعاً تَكلَّفهُ جَبرا
How becoming is composure in a man! For he,
if he spurns it by choice, must assume it by force.
هُوَit is الدَّهرُtime لاnot يَبقىit remains عَلىin شَطرِone aspect of حالةٍa condition
هُوَ الدَّهرُ لا يَبقى عَلى شَطرِ حالةٍ
فَبرْءٌso recovery يَليfollows سُقماًillness وَيُسرٌand ease يلِيfollows عُسراhardship
فَبرْءٌ يَلي سُقماً وَيُسرٌ يلِي عُسرا
Such is time: it never stays in one condition;
recovery follows sickness, and ease follows hardship.
وَإِنَّand indeed قُصارىthe eventual end of كُلِّevery ضيقٍhardship وَإِنeven if يَطُلْit lasts long
وَإِنَّ قُصارى كُلِّ ضيقٍ وَإِن يَطُلْ
إِلىto فرَجrelief يَدعوcalls to الكَئيبthe sorrowful لَكَfor you البُشرىglad tidings
إِلى فرَج يَدعو الكَئيب لَكَ البُشرى
And the end of every hardship, however long it lasts,
is relief that calls the sorrowful: 'Glad tidings to you!'
إِذاif ماemphatic particle عَدِمناwe lack طَلعةَthe appearance of البَدرِthe full moon لَيلةًone night
إِذا ما عَدِمنا طَلعةَ البَدرِ لَيلةً
فَلاthen no بُدَّescape بَعدَafter اللَّيلِnight أَنthat نُدركَwe reach الفَجراthe dawn
فَلا بُدَّ بَعدَ اللَّيلِ أَن نُدركَ الفَجرا
If one night we miss the full moon's face,
then after night we must surely reach the dawn.
يَمحِّصُtests هَذاthis الدَّهرage صَبرَthe patience of رِجالهِits men
يَمحِّصُ هَذا الدَّهر صَبرَ رِجالهِ
فَيُوسعُهمso it subjects them thoroughly سَبكاًto smelting لِيُخلِصهُمto refine them into تِبراuncoined gold
فَيُوسعُهم سَبكاً لِيُخلِصهُم تِبرا
This age tests the patience of its men,
and thoroughly smelts them to refine them into gold.
وَإِنand though الظُبىsword-blades تَلَقىencounter عَلىunder الصَّقلِpolishing شدَّةًhardship
وَإِن الظُبى تَلَقى عَلى الصَّقلِ شدَّةً
فَتَخرجَso they emerge بِعدَafter الصَّقلِpolishing ضاحِكَةًsmiling بُشراradiant
فَتَخرجَ بِعدَ الصَّقلِ ضاحِكَةً بُشرا
And though sword-blades endure hardship in polishing,
they emerge after polishing, smiling and radiant.
فَدَيتَكَmay I be your ransom ياO مَنyou who باتَspend the night يَشكوcomplaining مِنَof الضَّنىwasting illness
فَدَيتَكَ يا مَن باتَ يَشكو مِنَ الضَّنى
وَبيand in me is ماwhat بِهِis in him مِمَّاfrom what طَوَتhas enfolded كَبِديmy liver الحَرّىburning
وَبي ما بِهِ مِمَّا طَوَت كَبِدي الحَرّى
May I be your ransom, you who spend the night lamenting wasting illness,
and I share his pain, enfolded in my burning liver.
وَمَنand you whom عادَهvisited him قَلبيmy heart الكَليمَwounded وَإِنَّماand only
وَمَن عادَه قَلبي الكَليمَ وَإِنَّما
أحبI wish لِعَينيfor my eye أَنto تُحيطcomprehend fully بِهِabout him خُبراin knowledge
أحب لِعَيني أَن تُحيط بِهِ خُبرا
and you whom my wounded heart has visited; I only
wish my eye to know fully how he fares.
إِذاif طالَgrows long مَكثthe stay of الدَّاءِthe illness عِندَكwith you مُدَّةًfor a time
إِذا طالَ مَكث الدَّاءِ عِندَك مُدَّةً
فَصَبرُكthen your patience قَدhas indeed أَلقىcast عَلىupon طولِهِits length قِصراshortness
فَصَبرُك قَد أَلقى عَلى طولِهِ قِصرا
If the illness has stayed with you a long while,
your patience has cast brevity upon its length.
وَإِنand if عَبَثتْhas toyed يَوماًone day بِجسمِكَwith your body علةٌan ailment
وَإِن عَبَثتْ يَوماً بِجسمِكَ علةٌ
فَماthen it has not عَبَثتtoyed بِالعَرضwith honor وَالشِّيمةِand character الغَرّاradiant
فَما عَبَثت بِالعَرض وَالشِّيمةِ الغَرّا
And if one day an ailment has toyed with your body,
it has not toyed with your honor or your radiant character.
أُجلُّكَI esteem you too highly أَنto أَدعوكَcall you بَحراًa sea لِأَنَّنيbecause I
أُجلُّكَ أَن أَدعوكَ بَحراً لِأَنَّني
أَرىI see أَضعَفَthe faintest of الأَنفاسِbreaths قَدhas indeed حرَّكstirred البَحراthe sea
أَرى أَضعَفَ الأَنفاسِ قَد حرَّك البَحرا
I esteem you too highly to call you a sea, for I
see that the faintest breath has stirred the sea.
عَهدتُكَI have known you مِمَّنamong those whom لاnot تَروعterrifies عَظيمةٌa great calamity
عَهدتُكَ مِمَّن لا تَروع عَظيمةٌ
حَشاهُhis heart وَلاand not يَخشىhe fears لنائبةٍfrom a misfortune شَرّاharm
حَشاهُ وَلا يَخشى لنائبةٍ شَرّا
I have known you as one whom no great calamity alarms
at heart, and who fears no harm from misfortune.
وَمَنand whoever ذاقَhas tasted طَعمَيْthe two flavors of حالتيْهِhis two states فَلَمso not يَكُنْwould he be
وَمَن ذاقَ طَعمَيْ حالتيْهِ فَلَم يَكُنْ
لِيَحفلَto care لِلأَيّامabout the days خِلّاًas vinegar وَلاnor خَمراas wine
لِيَحفلَ لِلأَيّام خِلّاً وَلا خَمرا
And one who has tasted both flavors of fortune would not
care whether the days were vinegar or wine.
وَمَنand whoever صَحِبَhas kept company with الأَخطارَdangers حَتّىuntil غَداhe became لَهاto them
وَمَن صَحِبَ الأَخطارَ حَتّى غَدا لَها
أَليفاًan intimate companion فَماthen not تَلَقىyou find عَلىupon قَلبِهِhis heart ذُعراterror
أَليفاً فَما تَلَقى عَلى قَلبِهِ ذُعرا
And one who has kept company with dangers until he becomes
their intimate—you find no terror in his heart.
إَلَيكَto you سَلامٌa greeting راحَwent forth باسمكَwith your name عاطِراًfragrant
إَلَيكَ سَلامٌ راحَ باسمكَ عاطِراً
يُطارحُvies with فيin البَيداءِthe wilderness مِنfrom عُرفِهِits scent العِطراperfume
يُطارحُ في البَيداءِ مِن عُرفِهِ العِطرا
To you, a greeting that goes forth fragrant with your name,
vying with perfume in the wilderness through its own scent.
سَلامa greeting يُؤدّيis conveyed مِنfrom شَجٍa grieving man كُلَّماwhenever اِنتَهىarrives
سَلام يُؤدّي مِن شَجٍ كُلَّما اِنتَهى
إَلَيكَto you سَلامٌa greeting مِنهُfrom him أَتبَعَهُhe follows it with عَشراten more
إَلَيكَ سَلامٌ مِنهُ أَتبَعَهُ عَشرا
A greeting sent by one who grieves: whenever there comes
to you a greeting from him, he follows it with ten more.
Sol 6.1