سرىtraveled by night الطيفthe phantom منfrom ظمياءẒamyāʾ والطيفand the phantom مرسلsent as a messenger
سرى الطيف من ظمياء والطيف مرسل
فحيىthen it greeted كماas ادىdelivered التحيةthe greeting معجلone in haste
فحيى كما ادى التحية معجل
The phantom came by night from Ẓamyāʾ, a phantom sent as messenger.
The specter glided from the darkness, and the specter sent
It greeted me as one in haste delivers a greeting.
So it greeted as if it hurriedly bade farewell
سرىtraveled by night موهناlate at night والطيبand perfume ردعa stain جيوبهits robe's openings
سرى موهنا والطيب ردع جيوبه
يشبُّburns بهfor it منfrom مجمرa censer الهندIndia مندلfragrant aloeswood
يشبُّ به من مجمر الهند مندل
It came late at night, perfume staining its robe's openings;
The specter sailed softly, and the fragrance held back its robes
fragrant aloeswood burns for it in an Indian censer.
With which it ignites from the glowing embers of India, a firebrand
وكيفand how اهتدىfound its way والليلand the night داجٍdark وعينهand its eye
وكيف اهتدى والليل داجٍ وعينه
رقيبwatchful وعينيand my eye بالكرىwith sleep ليسis not تكحلlined with kohl
رقيب وعيني بالكرى ليس تكحل
How did it find its way, with the night dark and its eye
And how did it find its way when the night was dark, and its eye
keeping watch, while mine is not kohled with sleep?
Was a guardian while my eyes had no kohl
تعرَّضshowed itself مشتاقاlonging واعرضand turned away مقبلاًapproaching
تعرَّض مشتاقا واعرض مقبلاً
وكمand how many معرضturning away عنfrom حاجةa desire وهوwhile he is مقبلapproaching
وكم معرض عن حاجة وهو مقبل
It showed itself in longing, then turned away while approaching.
It approached longing, and turned away forward
And how many turn away from a desire even as they draw near!
And how many turned away from a need while he came forward
خليليَّmy two friends هلاwhy not وقفةa pause تلصقpresses الحشاthe breast
خليليَّ هلا وقفة تلصق الحشا
علىupon رملsand يبرينYabrīn ونضويand my worn-out mount يرملtrots
على رمل يبرين ونضوي يرمل
My two friends, why not pause and press the breast
My friend, if only a stop to stick to the cheek
upon Yabrīn's sand, while my worn-out mount trots?
On sand dunes and we huddled on sand
وهلand is there نهلةa draught يروىis quenched بهاby it عاطشthirsting الحشاthe heart
وهل نهلة يروى بها عاطش الحشا
لمعتلِّfor one ailing قلبat heart لاnot يعلُّtakes a second draught وينهلand takes a first draught
لمعتلِّ قلب لا يعلُّ وينهل
And is there a draught to quench the thirsting heart,
Is there a spring to quench the thirst of the cheek's yearner
for one sick at heart, taking neither a second draught nor a first?
For the sick heart that does not heal and gushes forth
فلمso did not يبقremain منيof me للسرىfor night travel ومطيتيand my mount
فلم يبق مني للسرى ومطيتي
لوfor the (split word) عثhardship (split word) السرىnight travel الاexcept اياطلُflanks عطلbare
لو عث السرى الا اياطلُ عطل
So nothing remains of me and my mount for night travel,
Nothing remained in me for the specter and my riding camel
through the night's rough going, except bare flanks.
If the specter missed except the trails of absence hindered
خليليَّmy two friends انَّindeed الطاهريَّal-Ṭāhirī وانeven if نباglances off
خليليَّ انَّ الطاهريَّ وان نبا
لكالسيفsurely like a sword يفريcleaves مفرقاa crown of the head ويفللand is nicked
لكالسيف يفري مفرقا ويفلل
My two friends, al-Ṭāhirī, even if he glances off,
My friend, though the innocent strayed
is surely like a sword, cleaving a crown though its edge is nicked.
He is like a sword that tears apart and shreds
ولاand no عيبflaw فيهin him انif لحظتyou look وعينهand his eye
ولا عيب فيه ان لحظت وعينه
سوىexcept for اللحظthe glance يحلوis sweet ليto me لناto us وهوwhile he is احولcross-eyed
سوى اللحظ يحلو لي لنا وهو احول
There is no flaw in him, if you look, or in his eye,
There is no flaw in him, if I looked and his eye
save its glance, sweet to me, to us, though he is cross-eyed.
Except the glance is sweet to me for him, and he is cross-eyed
وليسand is not بنقصٍan imperfection ذاكthat فيهin him وإنand even if يكنit is
وليس بنقصٍ ذاك فيه وإن يكن
فقدfor indeed تنقصwane الاقمارthe moons منfrom حيثwhere تكملgrow full
فقد تنقص الاقمار من حيث تكمل
That is no imperfection in him; and even if it were,
Nor is that a defect in him even if it were
for even moons wane where they reach fullness.
For the crescent moons have waned from where they reached their fullness
وكمand how many فيهon his account ليfor me ليلٌa night وليلand a night لصاحبيfor my companion
وكم فيه لي ليلٌ وليل لصاحبي
طويلانboth long الاexcept انَّthat ليليَmy night اطولlonger
طويلان الا انَّ ليليَ اطول
Many a night is mine on his account, and a night my companion's—
And how much is for me a night, and a night for my companion
both long, except that my night is longer.
Both are long, except that my night is longer
وماand not الصاحبthe companion الثانيthe second وانeven if جلّis great شانهhis standing
وما الصاحب الثاني وان جلّ شانه
يقدّمis given precedence فيin حُبّlove وحبيَand my love اوّلfirst
يقدّم في حُبّ وحبيَ اوّل
The second companion, however great his standing,
And the other companion, though great is his status
takes no precedence in love: my love is first.
Does not precede in love, and my love was first
اذاwhen حمَّis destined للتقبيلfor kissing ثغرٌa mouth مفلجwith spaced teeth
اذا حمَّ للتقبيل ثغرٌ مفلج
حمىguards موضعthe place of التقبيلkissing منهof him المقبَّلthe one kissed
حمى موضع التقبيل منه المقبَّل
When a mouth with spaced teeth is destined for kissing,
When a kiss craved, a feverous lip
the one to be kissed guards its place for kisses.
The kissing spot was struck with fever by the kisser
اوor ارتجلimprovises الليلthe night البهيمpitch-black بحوَّةٍwith a dusky hue
او ارتجل الليل البهيم بحوَّةٍ
مدلاًّboasting بهاof it اغناهmade it unnecessary وحفthick hair مرجلcombed
مدلاًّ بها اغناه وحف مرجل
Or if pitch-black night improvises a dusky hue,
Or the brutish night stumbled with madness
boasting of it, thick, combed locks make it needless.
Swaying with it, richness, protecting the kindled
يضلُّleads astray بليلwith the night of الجعدthe curls والصبحand dawn واضحclear
يضلُّ بليل الجعد والصبح واضح
ويهديand guides بصبحwith the dawn of الخدthe cheek والليلand the night أليلdeeply dark
ويهدي بصبح الخد والليل أليل
He leads astray with his curls' night, though dawn is clear,
It goes astray in the darkness of curled hair, and the dawn is clear
and guides with his cheek's dawn, though night is darkest.
And it loses its way in the dawn of a cheek, and the night is dark
غزالa gazelle هلالthe crescent of الافقthe horizon زورقa skiff خدهhis cheek
غزال هلال الافق زورق خده
ولكنbut لهfor him ماءُthe water of الملاحةbeauty جدولُa stream
ولكن له ماءُ الملاحة جدولُ
A gazelle: the horizon's crescent is his cheek's skiff,
A gazelle, crescent of the horizon, his cheek a boat
yet for him the water of beauty is a stream.
But it has the water of salinity as its stream
يشيرbeckons اليناto us منهfrom him إِنif عنّappears بالحمىin the protected precincts
يشير الينا منه إِن عنّ بالحمى
يراقبkeeps watch مسروقstolen منfrom الظبيthe gazelle اكحلkohl-dark
يراقب مسروق من الظبي اكحل
If he appears in the precincts, there beckons to us from him
From it he signals to us, if he was shy with fever
a kohl-dark eye, keeping watch, stolen from a gazelle.
He watches the stolen from the deer, blue
شككناwe doubted لماهhis lips' dark hue الخمرwine امor خمرهhis wine اللمىthe lips' dark hue
شككنا لماه الخمر ام خمره اللمى
وسلسلهand his sweet, clear water ريقٌsaliva أمor الريقthe saliva سلسلsweet, clear water
وسلسله ريقٌ أم الريق سلسل
We wondered: is his lips' dark hue wine, or is his wine that dark hue?
We doubted, was it the water of wine or the wine of his saliva
And is his sweet, clear water saliva, or is the saliva sweet, clear water?
And his chain of saliva, or is the saliva a chain
اعدrenew نظرthe gaze of القاليthe spurner خليليmy friend نحوناtoward us
اعد نظر القالي خليلي نحونا
كماas نظرتgazed at صيادthe hunter of وجرةWajrah مطفلa doe with a fawn
كما نظرت صياد وجرة مطفل
Renew the spurner's gaze toward us, my friend,
Return the look of the one wearing kohl, my friend, toward us
as a doe with a fawn gazed at Wajrah's hunter.
As the look of the hunter, and the jug taken unawares
وليand I have نظرa gaze ينحوheads toward السماوةal-Samāwah نحوكمtoward you
ولي نظر ينحو السماوة نحوكم
يجدُّstrives كماas اوفىrose high علىover الطيرthe birds اجدلa falcon
يجدُّ كما اوفى على الطير اجدل
And I have a gaze that heads toward al-Samāwah, toward you,
And I have a look that inclines toward you
striving, like a falcon towering over the birds.
That insists like the most loyal bird of prey
فياso O نازليdwellers in ارضthe land of السماوةal-Samāwah حبكمlove for you
فيا نازلي ارض السماوة حبكم
وانeven if بنتمyou departed فيin القلبthe heart ربعa dwelling ومنزلُand a home
وان بنتم في القلب ربع ومنزلُ
O dwellers in al-Samāwah's land, love for you,
So O you who descended to the land of loftiness, your love
though you have departed, is a dwelling and a home in my heart.
And if you built in the heart a quarter and lodging
أحبايmy loved ones إِنif شطَّgrew distant المزارthe place of visiting فأنتمthen you
أحباي إِن شطَّ المزار فأنتم
علىdespite النأيthe distance فيin عينيmy eye وقلبيَand my heart مثَّلُvisibly present
على النأي في عيني وقلبيَ مثَّلُ
My loved ones, though the place of visiting lies far away, you
My loved ones, if the pilgrimage place was too far, you are
despite the distance, are present in my eyes and heart.
To remoteness in my eye and heart, likened
احبُّكمI love you حبَّwith the love of الضنينthe miser لمالهfor his wealth
احبُّكم حبَّ الضنين لماله
مقيماًabiding علىin حبa love يجودgives freely ويبخلُand withholds
مقيماً على حب يجود ويبخلُ
I love you as a miser loves his wealth,
I love you with the longing of the complaining for his money
abiding in a love that gives freely and withholds.
Resident upon a love that is generous at times, and stingy at others
واشتاقكمand I long for you شوقwith the longing of المصابone wounded جناحهhis wing
واشتاقكم شوق المصاب جناحه
يسفُّflies close to the ground فلاand so not يهويfalls ولاnor يتوصَّلُreaches his goal
يسفُّ فلا يهوي ولا يتوصَّلُ
And I long for you as one whose wing is wounded,
And I yearn for you with the yearning of one with a broken wing
skimming low, neither falling nor reaching his goal.
Who flails unable to plunge or join
وماand not وصلكمunion with you الاexcept الثمالsuccor لهالكfor one perishing
وما وصلكم الا الثمال لهالك
ولاand not هجركمyour estrangement الاexcept السمامdeadly poison المثمَّلُsteeped to potency
ولا هجركم الا السمام المثمَّلُ
Union with you is nothing but succor for one perishing,
I reached you only with shoulders for your destruction
and your estrangement nothing but potent, steeped poison.
And left you only with a shredded, torn robe
وكيفand how الذيone who لمdid not يعدُgo beyond ملةthe faith of حبكمlove for you
وكيف الذي لم يعدُ ملة حبكم
علىunder عدواءthe ravages of الداءthe illness لاnot يتململُwrithes restlessly
على عدواء الداء لا يتململُ
How can one who never strayed beyond the faith of loving you
And how can one who did not make your love a faith
not writhe beneath the illness's ravages?
Upon the enmity of an illness, ever toss and turn
اذاif كنتمyou are لاnot ترفقونact kindly ترَّفقواshow gentleness
اذا كنتم لا ترفقون ترَّفقوا
وإِنand if كنتمyou are لاnot تجملونact graciously تجمَّلواput on graciousness
وإِن كنتم لا تجملون تجمَّلوا
If you are not kind, show kindness;
If you were not gentle, then be gentle
and if you are not gracious, assume graciousness.
And if you were not beautiful, then be beautiful
وكمand how many قائلa speaker انَّthat السمؤلal-Samawʾal شاعرٌa poet
وكم قائل انَّ السمؤل شاعرٌ
واينand where منin relation to الشعرpoetry البديعexquisite السمؤلal-Samawʾal
واين من الشعر البديع السمؤل
And how many say that al-Samawʾal is a poet,
And how many said this dark-skinned one is a poet
yet how far al-Samawʾal is from exquisite poetry!
And where is there exquisite poetry from the dark-skinned one
وماand not جرولJarwal الاexcept كمنlike one who جاءcame بعدهafter him
وما جرول الا كمن جاء بعده
عيالاdependent علىon منthose who قبلهwere before him وهوجرولand he is Jarwal
عيالا على من قبله وهوجرول
And Jarwal is only like those who came after him,
And he is not but like one who came after him
dependent on those before him—and he is Jarwal!
Depending on those before him while he is dark-skinned too
لعمرby the life of ابيmy father إِنif سدَّfilled للشعرfor poetry خلةa gap
لعمر ابي إِن سدَّ للشعر خلة
فتىa youth فزيادthen Ziyād أوor اناI لاnot المنخلal-Munakhkhal
فتى فزياد أو انا لا المنخل
By my father's life, if a gap in poetry is filled
By my father's life, if a void was closed in poetry
by a youth, it is Ziyād or I, not al-Munakhkhal.
It is by a lad, Fuzayl or I, not the sifter
وزارand visited ابنson of حجرḤujr فيهin it معنىًa meaning مفخَّماgrand
وزار ابن حجر فيه معنىً مفخَّما
وقدand indeed هلهلmade loosely woven اللفظthe wording الرشيقgraceful مهلهلMuhalhil
وقد هلهل اللفظ الرشيق مهلهل
And Ibn Ḥujr visited a grand meaning within it,
And Ibn Hajar visited in it a lofty meaning
and Muhalhil has indeed loosely woven the graceful wording.
As the eloquent wording roared and rumbled
فقلso speak قولthe speech of منone who يرضيpleases الرضيَّal-Raḍī فيعتليand so rises high
فقل قول من يرضي الرضيَّ فيعتلي
ودعand leave قولthe speech of منone who يصفيsincerely favors الصفيَّal-Ṣafī فيسفلand so sinks low
ودع قول من يصفي الصفيَّ فيسفل
So speak as one who pleases al-Raḍī and thus rises high,
So speak words that please the pleased, and rise high
and leave the speech of one who favors al-Ṣafī and sinks low.
And leave words that clarify for the clarified and descend low
وأنand indeed الفتىthe worthy man منone whose يتبعfollows القولthe word فعلهhis deed
وأن الفتى من يتبع القول فعله
وليسand is not الفتىthe worthy man منone who قالsaid انيَindeed I افعلُwill do
وليس الفتى من قال انيَ افعلُ
And a true man is one whose deed follows his word,
That the young man is one who makes his words his deeds
not one who says, 'I will do it.'
And the young man is not one who says "I do" while he does not
اردُّI pull back عنانthe reins of النفسthe soul دونكshort of you آيساًdespairing
اردُّ عنان النفس دونك آيساً
ويرجعand returns بيwith me حسنthe goodness of الرجاءhope فاقبلُso I draw near
ويرجع بي حسن الرجاء فاقبلُ
In despair, I pull back my soul's reins short of you,
I restrain the soul's rein short of you in despair
but good hope brings me back, and I draw near.
Then the beauty of hope returns me so I come forward
اذاif لمnot يكنexists للمرءfor a person يوماًone day معوّلa support
اذا لم يكن للمرء يوماً معوّل
فليسthen there is no سوىbesides حسنthe goodness of الرجاءhope المعوّلsupport
فليس سوى حسن الرجاء المعوّل
If a person should ever have no support,
If the person never has a relied upon day
then there is nothing to rely on but good hope.
Then there is nothing left but the beauty of hope relied upon
Sol 6.1