حَيِّgreet الهِدَملَةَal-Hidamla مِنof ذاتِDhat المَواعيسِal-Mawa'is
حَيِّ الهِدَملَةَ مِن ذاتِ المَواعيسِ
فَالحِنوَand al-Hinw أَصبَحَhas become قَفراًa desolate waste غَيرَnot مَأنوسِinhabited
فَالحِنوَ أَصبَحَ قَفراً غَيرَ مَأنوسِ
Greet al-Hidamla, of Dhat al-Mawa'is;
and al-Hinw has become a desolate, unpeopled waste.
حَيِّgreet الدِيارَthe dwellings الَّتيwhich شَبَّهتُهاI likened to خَلَلاًtattered cloth
حَيِّ الدِيارَ الَّتي شَبَّهتُها خَلَلاً
أَوor مُنهَجاًa worn-out garment مِنof يَمانٍYemeni cloth مَحَّgrown threadbare مَلبوسِworn as clothing
أَو مُنهَجاً مِن يَمانٍ مَحَّ مَلبوسِ
Greet the dwellings I likened to tattered cloth,
or a worn Yemeni garment, threadbare from use.
بَينَbetween المُخَيصِرِal-Mukhaysir فَالعَزّافِand al-'Azzaf مَنزِلَةٌa dwelling
بَينَ المُخَيصِرِ فَالعَزّافِ مَنزِلَةٌ
كَالوَحيِlike writing مِنfrom عَهدِthe time of موسىMoses فيon القَراطيسِthe sheets
كَالوَحيِ مِن عَهدِ موسى في القَراطيسِ
Between al-Mukhaysir and al-'Azzaf lies a dwelling,
like writing from Moses' time upon the sheets.
لاno وَصلَunion إِذsince صَرَّفَتturned away هِندٌHind وَلَوand had وَقَفَتshe stopped
لا وَصلَ إِذ صَرَّفَت هِندٌ وَلَو وَقَفَت
لَاِستَفتَنَتنيshe would surely have bewitched me وَذاand the wearer of المِسحَينِtwo sackcloth robes فيin القَوسِthe monk's cell
لَاِستَفتَنَتني وَذا المِسحَينِ في القَوسِ
No union, since Hind turned away; yet had she stopped,
she would have bewitched me, and the monk in two sackcloth robes in his cell.
لَوif لَمnot تُرِدshe wished وَصلَناunion with us جادَتshe bestowed generously بِمُطَّرَفٍa choice gift
لَو لَم تُرِد وَصلَنا جادَت بِمُطَّرَفٍ
مِمّاof what يُخالِطُmingles with حَبَّthe core of القَلبِthe heart مَنفوسِcherished
مِمّا يُخالِطُ حَبَّ القَلبِ مَنفوسِ
Had she not wished for union with us, she would have given a choice gift,
a cherished thing that mingles with the heart's core.
قَدonce كُنتِyou were خِدناًan intimate companion لَناto us ياO هِندُHind فَاِعتَبِريso reflect
قَد كُنتِ خِدناً لَنا يا هِندُ فَاِعتَبِري
ماذاwhat يُريبُكِtroubles you مِنabout شَيبيmy gray hair وَتَقويسيand my stooping
ماذا يُريبُكِ مِن شَيبي وَتَقويسي
You were once our beloved, Hind; so reflect:
what troubles you about my gray hair and my bowed back?
لَمّاwhen تَذَكَّرتُI remembered بِالدَيرَينِat al-Dayrayn أَرَّقَنيkept me awake
لَمّا تَذَكَّرتُ بِالدَيرَينِ أَرَّقَني
صَوتُthe cry of الدَجاجِfowl وَقَرعٌand striking بِالنَواقيسِupon the bells
صَوتُ الدَجاجِ وَقَرعٌ بِالنَواقيسِ
When memories came at al-Dayrayn, I was kept awake
by the cry of fowl and the striking of bells.
فَقُلتُso I said لِلرَكبِto the riders إِذwhen جَدَّgrew urgent الرَحيلُthe departure بِناfor us
فَقُلتُ لِلرَكبِ إِذ جَدَّ الرَحيلُ بِنا
ماwhat بُعدُthe distance of يَبرينَYabrin مِنfrom بابِthe Gate of الفَراديسِal-Faradis
ما بُعدُ يَبرينَ مِن بابِ الفَراديسِ
So I said to the riders, as our departure grew urgent,
"How far is Yabrin from Bab al-Faradis?"
عَلَّperhaps الهَوىthe object of longing مِنfrom بَعيدٍafar أَنthat يُقَرِّبَهُbring it nearer
عَلَّ الهَوى مِن بَعيدٍ أَن يُقَرِّبَهُ
أَمُّfollowing النُجومِthe stars وَمَرُّand the passage of القَومِthe company بِالعيسِon pale camels
أَمُّ النُجومِ وَمَرُّ القَومِ بِالعيسِ
Perhaps the beloved, far away, may be brought nearer
by following the stars and the riders' passage on pale camels.
لَوif only قَدalready عَلَوناwe had crossed سَماوِيّاًa Samawa tract مَوارِدُهُits watering places
لَو قَد عَلَونا سَماوِيّاً مَوارِدُهُ
مِنfrom نَحوِthe direction of دَومَةِDumat خَبتٍKhabt قَلَّwould be few تَعريسيmy night halts
مِن نَحوِ دَومَةِ خَبتٍ قَلَّ تَعريسي
If only we had crossed a Samawa tract, whose watering places
lie toward Dumat Khabt, I would make few night halts.
هَلcan دَعوَةٌa call مِنfrom جِبالِthe mountains of الثَلجِsnow مُسمِعَةٌbe heard by
هَل دَعوَةٌ مِن جِبالِ الثَلجِ مُسمِعَةٌ
أَهلَthe people of الإِيادِal-Iyad وَحَيّاًand a clan بِالنَباريسِat al-Nabaris
أَهلَ الإِيادِ وَحَيّاً بِالنَباريسِ
Can a call from the mountains of snow be heard
by the people of al-Iyad and a clan at al-Nabaris?
إِنّيindeed I إِذاwhen الشاعِرُthe poet المَغرورُdeluded حَرَّبَنيwages war on me
إِنّي إِذا الشاعِرُ المَغرورُ حَرَّبَني
جارٌunder protection لِقَبرٍof a grave عَلىat مَرّانَMarran مَرموسِcovered with earth
جارٌ لِقَبرٍ عَلى مَرّانَ مَرموسِ
When the deluded poet wages war on me, I am
under the protection of a grave buried at Marran.
قَدindeed كانَhe was أَشوَسَfierce أَبّاءًunyielding فَأَورَثَناand so bequeathed to us
قَد كانَ أَشوَسَ أَبّاءً فَأَورَثَنا
شَغباًstrife عَلىagainst الناسِpeople فيin أَبنائِهِhis sons الشَوسِthe fierce
شَغباً عَلى الناسِ في أَبنائِهِ الشَوسِ
He was fierce and unyielding, and bequeathed to us
strife against men, through his fierce sons.
نَحميwe defend وَنَغتَصِبُand we forcibly seize الجَبّارَthe tyrant نَجنُبُهُwe lead him along
نَحمي وَنَغتَصِبُ الجَبّارَ نَجنُبُهُ
فيin مُحصَدٍa tightly twisted cord مِنof حِبالِropes القِدِّrawhide مَخموسِfive-stranded
في مُحصَدٍ مِن حِبالِ القِدِّ مَخموسِ
We defend and seize the tyrant, leading him along
in a tightly twisted, five-stranded rope of rawhide thongs.
يَخزىare shamed الوَشيظُthe tribal hangers-on إِذاwhen قالَsays الصَميمُthe true-born tribesman لَهُمto them
يَخزى الوَشيظُ إِذا قالَ الصَميمُ لَهُم
عُدّواcount الحَصىthe pebbles ثُمَّthen قِيسواmeasure بِالمَقايِيسِwith measuring instruments
عُدّوا الحَصى ثُمَّ قِيسوا بِالمَقايِيسِ
The hangers-on are shamed when the true-born man tells them,
"Count the pebbles, then measure with the gauges."
لاnot يَستَطيعُcan اِمتِناعاًresistance فَقعُa truffle of قَرقَرَةٍa flat plain
لا يَستَطيعُ اِمتِناعاً فَقعُ قَرقَرَةٍ
بَينَbetween الطَريقَينِthe two roads بِالبيدِin the deserts الأَماليسِsmooth and bare
بَينَ الطَريقَينِ بِالبيدِ الأَماليسِ
A truffle on a flat plain can offer no resistance,
between the two roads in the smooth desert wastes.
وَاِبنُand a son of اللَبونِa lactating she-camel إِذاwhen ماever لُزَّis bound together فيin قَرَنٍa shared tether
وَاِبنُ اللَبونِ إِذا ما لُزَّ في قَرَنٍ
لَمnot يَستَطِعcould صَولَةَthe charge of البُزلِmature camels القَناعيسِhuge and powerful
لَم يَستَطِع صَولَةَ البُزلِ القَناعيسِ
And a two-year-old camel, when bound in a shared tether,
could not match the charge of the huge, full-grown camels.
إِنّاindeed we إِذاwhen مَعشَرٌa people كَشَّتhissed بَكارَتُهُمtheir young camels
إِنّا إِذا مَعشَرٌ كَشَّت بَكارَتُهُم
صُلناwe charged بِأَصيَدَwith a proud champion سامٍtowering غَيرِnot مَعكوسِoverthrown
صُلنا بِأَصيَدَ سامٍ غَيرِ مَعكوسِ
We, when a people's young camels hiss,
charge with a proud, towering champion, never overthrown.
هَلhave مِنany حُلومٍgood sense لِأَقوامٍthese peoples فَتُنذِرَهُمso it may warn them
هَل مِن حُلومٍ لِأَقوامٍ فَتُنذِرَهُم
ماwhat جَرَّبَhave experienced الناسُpeople مِنof عَضّيmy biting وَتَضريسيand my crushing with teeth
ما جَرَّبَ الناسُ مِن عَضّي وَتَضريسي
Have these peoples any sense that might warn them
what men have experienced of my biting and crushing with teeth?
إِنّيindeed I جُعِلتُwas made فَماso no تُرجىis hoped for مُقاسَرَتيoverpowering me
إِنّي جُعِلتُ فَما تُرجى مُقاسَرَتي
نِكلاًa fetter لِمُستَصعِبِfor an untamable الشَيطانِdevil عِتريسِmighty and fierce
نِكلاً لِمُستَصعِبِ الشَيطانِ عِتريسِ
I was made—there is no hope of overpowering me—
a fetter for a stubborn, mighty devil.
أَحميI heat مَواسِمَbranding irons تَشفيthat cure كُلَّevery ذيone possessed of خَطَلٍfoolish babbling
أَحمي مَواسِمَ تَشفي كُلَّ ذي خَطَلٍ
مُستَرضَعٍsuckled بِلِبانِon the milk of الجِنِّthe jinn مَسلوسِmentally deranged
مُستَرضَعٍ بِلِبانِ الجِنِّ مَسلوسِ
I heat branding irons that cure every babbling fool,
suckled on the milk of jinn, his wits deranged.
مَنwho يَتَّبِعfollows غَيرَone not مَتبوعٍfollowed as a leader فَإِنَّfor indeed لَناwe have
مَن يَتَّبِع غَيرَ مَتبوعٍ فَإِنَّ لَنا
فيin اِبنَيthe two sons of نِزارٍNizar نَصيباًa share غَيرَnot مَخسوسِdiminished
في اِبنَي نِزارٍ نَصيباً غَيرَ مَخسوسِ
Who would follow one who is no leader? For we have
in Nizar's two sons a share that is not diminished.
وَاِبناand the two sons of نِزارٍNizar أَحَلّانيhave placed me بِمَنزِلَةٍin a station
وَاِبنا نِزارٍ أَحَلّاني بِمَنزِلَةٍ
فيat رَأسِthe summit of أَرعَنَa rugged mountain عادِيِّancient القَداميسِmassive peaks
في رَأسِ أَرعَنَ عادِيِّ القَداميسِ
And Nizar's two sons have placed me in a station
at the summit of a rugged mountain with ancient, massive peaks.
إِنّيindeed I اِمرُؤٌa man مِنof نِزارٍNizar فيin أَرومَتِهِمtheir ancestral stock
إِنّي اِمرُؤٌ مِن نِزارٍ في أَرومَتِهِم
مُستَحصِدٌdense and firmly grown أَجَميmy thickets فيهِمamong them وَعِرَّيسيand my lion's lair
مُستَحصِدٌ أَجَمي فيهِم وَعِرَّيسي
I am a man of Nizar, rooted in their stock;
my thickets and my lion's lair among them are dense and strong.
لاdo not تَفخَرَنَّever boast عَلىover قَومٍa people عَرَفتَyou have recognized لَهُمas theirs
لا تَفخَرَنَّ عَلى قَومٍ عَرَفتَ لَهُم
نورَthe light of الهُدىguidance وَعَرينَand the lair of العِزِّglory ذيpossessing الخيسِthickets
نورَ الهُدى وَعَرينَ العِزِّ ذي الخيسِ
Do not boast over a people you know to possess
the light of guidance and the thicketed lair of glory.
قَومٌa people لَهُمfor them خَصَّreserved إِبراهيمُAbraham دَعوَتَهُhis prayer
قَومٌ لَهُم خَصَّ إِبراهيمُ دَعوَتَهُ
إِذwhen يَرفَعُhe was raising البَيتَthe House سوراًa wall فَوقَabove تَأسيسِa foundation
إِذ يَرفَعُ البَيتَ سوراً فَوقَ تَأسيسِ
A people for whom Abraham reserved his prayer,
when he raised the House, wall upon foundation.
نَحنُwe الَّذينَthose who ضَرَبناwe struck الناسَpeople عَنfrom عُرُضٍany quarter
نَحنُ الَّذينَ ضَرَبنا الناسَ عَن عُرُضٍ
حَتّىuntil اِستَقامواthey became upright وَهُمwhile they were أَتباعُfollowers of إِبليسِIblis
حَتّى اِستَقاموا وَهُم أَتباعُ إِبليسِ
We are those who struck men without distinction,
until they were set straight, though they were followers of Iblis.
أَقصِرdesist فَإِنَّfor indeed نِزاراًNizar لَنwill never يُفاضِلَهاrival it in nobility
أَقصِر فَإِنَّ نِزاراً لَن يُفاضِلَها
فَرعٌa branch لَئيمٌbase وَأَصلٌand a root غَيرُnot مَغروسِplanted
فَرعٌ لَئيمٌ وَأَصلٌ غَيرُ مَغروسِ
Desist: Nizar will never be rivaled in nobility
by a base branch and a root that was never planted.
قَدalready جَرَّبَتhave tested عَرَكيmy grappling فيin كُلِّevery مُعتَرَكٍbattlefield
قَد جَرَّبَت عَرَكي في كُلِّ مُعتَرَكٍ
غُلبُthe thick-necked among الأُسودِlions فَماso what بالُof الضَغابيسِpuny cucumbers (weaklings)
غُلبُ الأُسودِ فَما بالُ الضَغابيسِ
My grappling in every battlefield has already been tested
by thick-necked lions; what then of the puny cucumbers?
يَلقىmeet الزَلازِلَearthquakes أَقوامٌtribes دَلَفتُI advanced لَهُمagainst them
يَلقى الزَلازِلَ أَقوامٌ دَلَفتُ لَهُم
بِالمَنجَنيقِwith the catapult وَصَكّاًand battering بِالمَلاطيسِwith hammers
بِالمَنجَنيقِ وَصَكّاً بِالمَلاطيسِ
Tribes meet earthquakes when I advance against them
with the catapult and pounding blows of hammers.
لَمّاwhen جَمَعتُI gathered غُواةَthe wayward among الناسِpeople فيin قَرَنٍa shared tether
لَمّا جَمَعتُ غُواةَ الناسِ في قَرَنٍ
غادَرتُهُمI left them بَينَbetween مَحسورٍone exhausted وَمَفروسِand one mauled
غادَرتُهُم بَينَ مَحسورٍ وَمَفروسِ
When I bound the wayward among men in one tether,
I left them either exhausted or torn to pieces.
كَنواthey were (apparent typo) كَهاوٍlike one falling رَدٍperishing مِنfrom حالِقَيthe two heights of جَبَلٍa mountain
كَنوا كَهاوٍ رَدٍ مِن حالِقَي جَبَلٍ
وَمُغرَقٍand one drowned فيin عُبابِthe surging flood of البَحرِthe sea مَغموسِimmersed
وَمُغرَقٍ في عُبابِ البَحرِ مَغموسِ
They were like one falling to his death from a mountain's twin heights,
and one drowned, engulfed in the sea's surging flood.
خَيليmy horses الَّتيwhich وَرَدَتreached نَجرانَNajran ثُمَّthen ثَنَتturned back
خَيلي الَّتي وَرَدَت نَجرانَ ثُمَّ ثَنَت
يَومَthe day of الكِلابِal-Kilab بِوِردٍwith an approach to water غَيرِnot مَحبوسِbarred
يَومَ الكِلابِ بِوِردٍ غَيرِ مَحبوسِ
My horses, which reached Najran and then returned
on the day of al-Kilab, coming to water unhindered,
قَدindeed أَفعَمَتfilled to overflowing وادِيَيthe two valleys of نَجرانَNajran مُعلَمَةًmarked for battle
قَد أَفعَمَت وادِيَي نَجرانَ مُعلَمَةً
بِالدارِعينَwith mail-clad men وَبِالخَيلِand with horses الكَراديسِin massed squadrons
بِالدارِعينَ وَبِالخَيلِ الكَراديسِ
have filled Najran's two valleys, marked for battle,
with mail-clad men and massed squadrons of horses.
قَدsometimes نَكتَسيwe don بِزَّةَthe attire of الجَبّارِthe tyrant نَجنُبُهُwe lead him along
قَد نَكتَسي بِزَّةَ الجَبّارِ نَجنُبُهُ
وَالبَيضَand the helmets نَضرِبُهُwe strike it فَوقَabove القَوانيسِthe crowns of heads
وَالبَيضَ نَضرِبُهُ فَوقَ القَوانيسِ
We sometimes don the tyrant's raiment, leading him captive,
and strike the helmets above the crowns of heads.
نَحنُwe الَّذينَthose who هَزَمناwe routed جَيشَthe army of ذيDhu نَجَبٍNajab
نَحنُ الَّذينَ هَزَمنا جَيشَ ذي نَجَبٍ
وَالمُنذِرَينِand the two Mundhirs اِقتَسَرناwe forcibly seized يَومَthe day of قابوسِQabus
وَالمُنذِرَينِ اِقتَسَرنا يَومَ قابوسِ
We are those who routed the army of Dhu Najab,
and seized the two Mundhirs on the day of Qabus.
تَدعوكَclaims you تَيمٌTaym وَتَيمٌand Taym فيin قُرىthe villages of سَبَإٍSaba
تَدعوكَ تَيمٌ وَتَيمٌ في قُرى سَبَإٍ
قَدindeed عَضَّhas bitten أَعناقَهُمtheir necks جِلدُthe hide of الجَواميسِbuffaloes
قَد عَضَّ أَعناقَهُم جِلدُ الجَواميسِ
Taym claims you; and Taym, in the villages of Saba,
has had buffalo hide bite into their necks.
وَالتَيمُand Taym أَلأَمُthe basest مَنof those who يَمشيwalk وَأَلأَمُهُمand their basest
وَالتَيمُ أَلأَمُ مَن يَمشي وَأَلأَمُهُم
أَولادُthe offspring of ذُهلٍDhuhl بَنوsons of السودِthe black people المَدانيسِthe filthy
أَولادُ ذُهلٍ بَنو السودِ المَدانيسِ
And Taym is the basest of all who walk, and the basest among them
are Dhuhl's offspring, sons of the filthy black ones.
تُدعىyou are ascribed لِشَرِّto the worst أَبٍfather ياO مِرفَقَيtwo elbows of جُعَلٍa dung beetle
تُدعى لِشَرِّ أَبٍ يا مِرفَقَي جُعَلٍ
فيin الصَيفِsummer يَدخُلُit enters بَيتاًa house غَيرَnot مَكنوسِswept
في الصَيفِ يَدخُلُ بَيتاً غَيرَ مَكنوسِ
You are ascribed to the worst father, O two elbows of a dung beetle,
which in summer enters a house left unswept.
Sol 6.1