أَمِنis it from عَهدِmemory of ذيDhu عَهدٍʿAhd تَفيضُoverflow مَدامِعِtears
أَمِن عَهدِ ذي عَهدٍ تَفيضُ مَدامِعِ
كَأَنَّas though قَذىthe grit العَينَينِthe two eyes مِنfrom حَبِّseeds of فُلفُلِpepper
كَأَنَّ قَذى العَينَينِ مِن حَبِّ فُلفُلِ
Is it from remembering Dhu ʿAhd that my tears overflow,
Is it from a pact of the one with whom there was a pact that tears overflow
as though the grit in both eyes were peppercorns?
As if the motes in my eyes were from love of falfel
فَإِنfor if يَرَsee سَلمىSalma الجِنُّthe jinn يَستَأنِسواthey seek companionship بِهاwith her
فَإِن يَرَ سَلمى الجِنُّ يَستَأنِسوا بِها
وَإِنand if يَرَsees سَلمىSalma راهِبُthe monk of الطورِMount Sinai يَنزِلِhe descends
وَإِن يَرَ سَلمى راهِبُ الطورِ يَنزِلِ
For if the jinn see Salma, they seek her company;
If the jinn see Salma they befriend her
and if the monk of Sinai sees Salma, he descends.
And if the monk of the mountain sees Salma he descends
مِنَamong البيضِfair-skinned women لَمnot تَظعَنshe journeyed بَعيداًfar وَلَمand not تَطَأshe trod
مِنَ البيضِ لَم تَظعَن بَعيداً وَلَم تَطَأ
عَلىupon الأَرضِthe earth إِلّاexcept نيرَthe woven border of مِرطٍa mantle مُرَحَّلِsaddle-patterned
عَلى الأَرضِ إِلّا نيرَ مِرطٍ مُرَحَّلِ
One of the fair women, she has not journeyed far, nor trodden
Of the white she did not go far nor walk
on the earth except upon the woven border of a saddle-patterned mantle.
On the ground except the step of a saddled trained horse
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) مَشَتshe walked لَمnot تَنتَهِزshe hurried وَتَأَوَّدَتand she swayed
إِذا ما مَشَت لَم تَنتَهِز وَتَأَوَّدَت
كَماas اِنآدَswayed مِنamong خَيلٍhorses وَجٍsore-hoofed غَيرُnot مُنعَلِshod
كَما اِنآدَ مِن خَيلٍ وَجٍ غَيرُ مُنعَلِ
Whenever she walks, she does not hurry, but sways,
When she walked she did not hasten and was gentle
as a sore-hoofed, unshod horse sways.
As the neigh of horses, pure and unshod
كَماas مالَtilted فَضلُthe loose edge of الجُلِّthe horsecloth عَنfrom مَتنِthe back of عائِذٍa nursing mare
كَما مالَ فَضلُ الجُلِّ عَن مَتنِ عائِذٍ
أَطافَتshe circled بِمُهرٍaround a foal فيon رِباطٍa tether مُطَوَّلِlengthened
أَطافَت بِمُهرٍ في رِباطٍ مُطَوَّلِ
As the loose edge of a horsecloth tilts from a nursing mare's back,
As the excellence of the excellent over the back of a fleeing refuge
while she circles her foal on a long tether.
She circled around a stallion in a long tether
لَهاshe has مِثلُthe likeness of لَونِthe color of البَدرِthe full moon فيon لَيلَةِa night of الدُجىdarkness
لَها مِثلُ لَونِ البَدرِ في لَيلَةِ الدُجى
وَريحُand the scent of الخُزامىlavender فيin دِماثٍsoft ground مُسَهَّلِlevel
وَريحُ الخُزامى في دِماثٍ مُسَهَّلِ
Hers is the full moon's hue on a night of darkness,
She has the color of the full moon on a pitch black night
and the scent of lavender on soft, level ground.
And the fragrance of musk in subdued soft leather
أَإِنis it because سُبَّwas reviled قَينٌa smith وَاِبنُand the son of قَينٍa smith غَضِبتُمُyou grew angry
أَإِن سُبَّ قَينٌ وَاِبنُ قَينٍ غَضِبتُمُ
أَبَهدَلَO Bahdal ياO أَفناءَclans of سَعدٍSaʿd لِبَهدَلِfor Bahdal
أَبَهدَلَ يا أَفناءَ سَعدٍ لِبَهدَلِ
Is it because a smith and a smith's son were reviled that you grew angry,
What! Were Qain and the son of Qain angry that I blamed
O Bahdal, O clans of Saʿd, for Bahdal's sake?
The wastefulness of Sa'd's quarters for waste
أَعَيّاشُO ʿAyyash قَدalready ذاقَhave tasted القُيونُthe smiths مَرارَتيmy bitterness
أَعَيّاشُ قَد ذاقَ القُيونُ مَرارَتي
وَأَوقَدتُand I kindled ناريmy fire فَاِدنُso draw near دونَكَhere for you فَاِصطَلِand warm yourself
وَأَوقَدتُ ناري فَاِدنُ دونَكَ فَاِصطَلِ
O ʿAyyash, the smiths have tasted my bitterness;
I have tasted the bitterness of Eyyash's bow
and I have lit my fire: draw near—here it is for you—and warm yourself!
And kindled my fire, so come closer to me and light it
سَأَذكُرُI shall recall ماwhat قالَsaid الحُطَيأَةُal-Hutayʾa جارُكُمyour neighbor
سَأَذكُرُ ما قالَ الحُطَيأَةُ جارُكُم
وَأُحدِثُand I shall add وَسماًa brand فَوقَabove وَسمِthe brand of المُخَبَّلِal-Mukhabbal
وَأُحدِثُ وَسماً فَوقَ وَسمِ المُخَبَّلِ
I shall recall what al-Hutayʾa, your neighbor, said,
I will remember what Hutya said, your neighbor
and add a new brand above al-Mukhabbal's brand.
And create a brand over the brand of the fired clay
أَعَيّاشُO ʿAyyash ماwhat تُغنيavails قُفَيرَةُQufayra بَعدَماafter
أَعَيّاشُ ما تُغني قُفَيرَةُ بَعدَما
سَقَيتُكَI made you drink سَمّاًpoison فيin مَرارَةِthe bitterness of حَنظَلِcolocynth
سَقَيتُكَ سَمّاً في مَرارَةِ حَنظَلِ
O ʿAyyash, of what use is Qufayra after
Eyyash, cursing does not benefit you after I
I have made you drink poison in the bitterness of colocynth?
Gave you poison to drink in the bitterness of oak apples
أَعَيّاشُO ʿAyyash قَدalready آوَتhas sheltered قُفَيرَةُQufayra نَسلَهاher offspring
أَعَيّاشُ قَد آوَت قُفَيرَةُ نَسلَها
إِلىto بَيتِa house of لُؤمٍbaseness ماnot لَهُfor it مِنany (emphasis) مُحَوَّلِway of leaving
إِلى بَيتِ لُؤمٍ ما لَهُ مِن مُحَوَّلِ
O ʿAyyash, Qufayra has sheltered her offspring
Eyyash, Qufeyra has entrusted her progeny
in a house of baseness from which there is no escape.
To the house of disgrace which has no change
تُذَئِّرُshe induces fostering in أَبكارَfirst-calving females of اللِقاحِmilch-camels وَلَمand not تَكُنshe had been
تُذَئِّرُ أَبكارَ اللِقاحِ وَلَم تَكُن
قُفَيرَةُQufayra تَدريknew ماwhat جَناةُthe gathered yield of القَرَنفُلِcloves
قُفَيرَةُ تَدري ما جَناةُ القَرَنفُلِ
She makes first-calving milch-camels foster calves; yet never had
She makes the stallions infertile and Qufeyra
Qufayra known what plucked cloves were.
Did not know the crime of cross-pollinating cloves
فَإِنso if تَدَّعواyou claim descent لِلزِبرِقانِfrom al-Zibriqan فَإِنَّكُمthen you are
فَإِن تَدَّعوا لِلزِبرِقانِ فَإِنَّكُم
بَنوsons of بِنتِthe daughter of قَينٍa smith ذيpossessing عَلاةٍan anvil وَمِرجَلِand a cauldron
بَنو بِنتِ قَينٍ ذي عَلاةٍ وَمِرجَلِ
So if you claim descent from al-Zibriqan, then you are
If you call for help against Zubraqan we are
sons of a smith's daughter—a smith with an anvil and a cauldron.
The sons of Qain's daughter possessors of might and club
فَشُدّواso tighten الحُبىthe knee-bands لِلغَدرِfor treachery إِنّيI indeed مُشَمِّرٌam girded for action
فَشُدّوا الحُبى لِلغَدرِ إِنّي مُشَمِّرٌ
إِذاwhen ماever (emphasis) عَلاlies over مَتنَthe back of المُفاضَةِthe ample mail-coat مِحمَليmy sword-belt
إِذا ما عَلا مَتنَ المُفاضَةِ مِحمَلي
So tighten your knee-bands for treachery; I am girded for action,
Prepare the ropes for betrayal, I am resolved
when my sword-belt lies over the back of my ample coat of mail.
When the battle was inflamed to bear my burdens
وَلاand do not تَطلُباyou two pursue ياO اِبنَيtwo sons of قُفَيرَةَQufayra سابِقاًa racing steed
وَلا تَطلُبا يا اِبنَي قُفَيرَةَ سابِقاً
يَدُقُّhe shatters جِماحاًbolting wildly كُلَّevery فَأسٍbridle-iron وَمِسحَلِand bit
يَدُقُّ جِماحاً كُلَّ فَأسٍ وَمِسحَلِ
And do not pursue, you two sons of Qufayra, a racing steed
And do not, my two sons, seek to precede Qufeyra
that bolts, shattering every bridle-iron and bit.
Every axe and sword brandishing its blade
كَماas رامَsought مِنّاfrom among us القَينُthe smith أَيّامَthe days of صَوأَرٍSawʾar
كَما رامَ مِنّا القَينُ أَيّامَ صَوأَرٍ
فَلاقىso he met جِماحاًa wild onrush مِنof حِمامٍdeath مُعَجَّلِhastened
فَلاقى جِماحاً مِن حِمامٍ مُعَجَّلِ
As the smith sought one among us in the days of Sawʾar,
As Qain intended against us in the days of Sowar
and met a headlong rush of hastened death.
But met with wings of hastened doves
ضَغاshrieked القِردُthe monkey لَمّاwhen مَسَّهُit touched him الجَهدُhardship وَاِشتَكىand complained
ضَغا القِردُ لَمّا مَسَّهُ الجَهدُ وَاِشتَكى
بَنوsons of القَينِthe smith مِنّاfrom us حَدَّthe edge of نابٍa fang وَكَلكَلِand a breast
بَنو القَينِ مِنّا حَدَّ نابٍ وَكَلكَلِ
The monkey shrieked when hardship touched him, and complaint arose
The ape chewed when exhaustion afflicted him and complained
from the smith's sons at our fang's edge and our breast.
The sons of Qain against us have the bite and anklet bells
لَعَلَّكَperhaps you تَرجوhope for ياO اِبنَson of نافِخِthe blower of كيرِهِhis bellows
لَعَلَّكَ تَرجو يا اِبنَ نافِخِ كيرِهِ
قُروماًmighty camel sires شَباthe sharp tips of أَنيابِهاtheir fangs لَمnot يُفَلَّلِhave been blunted
قُروماً شَبا أَنيابِها لَم يُفَلَّلِ
Perhaps you hope, O son of one who blows his bellows,
Perhaps you hope, son of the blower of Kirah
for mighty camel sires whose fang-tips have never been blunted.
For steeds whose canines have not been blunted
أَتَعدِلُdo you equate يَربوعاًYarbuʿ وَأَيّامَand the battle-days of خَيلِهاits horses
أَتَعدِلُ يَربوعاً وَأَيّامَ خَيلِها
بِأَيّامِwith the battle-days of مَضفونينَmen borne pillion فيin الحَربِwar عُزَّلِunarmed
بِأَيّامِ مَضفونينَ في الحَربِ عُزَّلِ
Do you equate Yarbuʿ and the battle-days of its horses
Are the four sacred months equal to the days of Khayl and her horses
with those of men borne pillion, unarmed in war?
When we were outcasts in war, deposed
أَلاwill you not تَسأَلونَask المُردَفاتِthe women carried pillion عَشِيَّةًone evening
أَلا تَسأَلونَ المُردَفاتِ عَشِيَّةً
مَعَwith القَومِthe host لاnot يَخبَأنَthey conceal ساقاًa shin لِمُجتَليfrom an onlooker
مَعَ القَومِ لا يَخبَأنَ ساقاً لِمُجتَلي
Will you not ask the women carried pillion, one evening,
Do you not ask the rearers in the evening
with the host, hiding no shin from an onlooker,
With the tribe whose leg cannot be hidden by the mantles
مَنِwho المانِعونَthe preventers of السَبيَcapture لاnot تَمنَعونَهُyou prevent it
مَنِ المانِعونَ السَبيَ لا تَمنَعونَهُ
وَأَصحابُand those responsible for أَعلالِrepeated blows against الرَئيسِthe chief المُكَبَّلِfettered
وَأَصحابُ أَعلالِ الرَئيسِ المُكَبَّلِ
who are those who prevent capture—you do not prevent it—
Who prevented the captives, you did not prevent them
and those who dealt repeated blows to the fettered chief?
And the chieftains of the fettered eminent leader
وَفيand on أَيِّwhich يَومٍday لَمnot تُسَلَّلwere drawn سُيوفُناour swords
وَفي أَيِّ يَومٍ لَم تُسَلَّل سُيوفُنا
فَنَعلوso we strike بِهاwith them هامَthe skulls of الجَبابِرِthe tyrants مِنfrom عَلِabove
فَنَعلو بِها هامَ الجَبابِرِ مِن عَلِ
And on what day were our swords not drawn,
And on which day were our swords not unleashed
so that with them we strike the tyrants' skulls from above?
That we plant them into the skulls of tyrants
تَبَدَّلtake in exchange بِهِin his place فيamong رَهطِa company of تِسعَةَnine مِثلَهُlike him
تَبَدَّل بِهِ في رَهطِ تِسعَةَ مِثلَهُ
أَباًa father شَرَّthe worst of ذيone wearing نَعلَينِtwo sandals أَوor غَيرِnot مُنعَلِshod
أَباً شَرَّ ذي نَعلَينِ أَو غَيرِ مُنعَلِ
Take in his place, among a company of nine like him,
He substituted among a group of nine like him
a father—the worst of those wearing two sandals or going unshod.
A father, evil, with two sandals or unshod
فَماso not لُمتُI blamed نَفسيmyself فيfor حَديثٍa recent affair وَليتُهُI undertook it
فَما لُمتُ نَفسي في حَديثٍ وَليتُهُ
وَلاnor لُمتُI blamed فيماfor what قَدَّمَput forward الناسُpeople أَوَّليmy forebear
وَلا لُمتُ فيما قَدَّمَ الناسُ أَوَّلي
So I have not blamed myself for a recent affair I undertook,
So I did not blame myself in a discourse nor wish
nor blamed my forebear for what people have put forward.
Nor blame what the people did at first
Sol 6.1