أناI بحرُa sea of هَجْوٍsatire إنif أردتَyou wish جَفائيshunning me
أنا بحرُ هَجْوٍ إن أردتَ جَفائي
وبحورُand seas of مدحٍpraise إنif أردتَyou wish إخائيmy friendship
وبحورُ مدحٍ إن أردتَ إخائي
I am a sea of satire, if you seek to shun me,
I am a sea of satire if you wish to shun me,
and seas of praise, if you seek my friendship.
And seas of praise if you wish for my friendship.
أَمُعيبَO critic of شعريmy verse كُفَّcurb قولكyour speech وارعوىand desist
أَمُعيبَ شعري كُفَّ قولك وارعوى
ألاlest تُصيبُكَstrike you شِدَّةٌhardship بقضائىby my decree
ألا تُصيبُكَ شِدَّةٌ بقضائى
Is my poetry my failing? Curb your speech and come to your senses,
O critic of my verse, curb your speech and desist,
lest a crushing blow from my judgment strike you.
Lest hardship strike you by my decree.
فحذارso beware ثمthen حذارbeware ثمthen حذارbeware منof
فحذار ثم حذار ثم حذار من
ليثِthe lion of الشَّرَىal-Sharā ومبدِّدِand the scatterer of الأعداءِthe enemies
ليثِ الشَّرَى ومبدِّدِ الأعداءِ
So beware, then beware, then beware of
So beware, then beware, then beware of
the lion of strife, the disperser of enemies.
The lion of al-Sharā and the scatterer of enemies.
ياO منyou who يُصدِّعُcracks صخرةًa rock بزجاجةٍwith a glass bottle
يا من يُصدِّعُ صخرةً بزجاجةٍ
أقصِرْdesist عدِمتُكَmay I be rid of you ياO أباfather of الغَوْغاءِuproar
أقصِرْ عدِمتُكَ يا أبا الغَوْغاءِ
O you who would split a rock with a glass bottle,
O you who would crack a rock with a glass bottle,
desist—may I be rid of you, O father of the rabble!
Desist—may I be rid of you, O father of uproar!
أتَعيبُهاdo you fault it? وهيand it التيwhich شهدتbore witness لهاin its favor
أتَعيبُها وهي التي شهدت لها
فصحاؤناour eloquent speakers بلrather جملةall of العُلماءِthe scholars
فصحاؤنا بل جملة العُلماءِ
Do you fault it, though it is the very thing for which
Do you fault it, when its merit has been attested
our eloquent men—indeed, the entire body of scholars—have testified?
By our eloquent speakers—indeed, all the scholars?
لاnot يَجحَدُdenies الشمسthe sun المنيرةshining مُبصِرٌa sighted person
لا يَجحَدُ الشمس المنيرة مُبصِرٌ
إلاexcept صُوَيْحِبُa paltry possessor of مُقْلَةٍan eye عمياءِblind
إلا صُوَيْحِبُ مُقْلَةٍ عمياءِ
No sighted person denies the radiant sun,
No sighted person denies the shining sun,
except some paltry fellow with a blind eye.
Save a paltry fellow with a blind eye.
مَنwhoever عابَهاfaults it يهوَىcraves الهجاءَsatire لأنهbecause he
مَن عابَها يهوَى الهجاءَ لأنه
قصُرَتْfell short خلائقهhis qualities فشاءَso he desired هجائيmy satire
قصُرَتْ خلائقه فشاءَ هجائي
Whoever faults it is yearning for lampoon, because
Whoever faults it craves satire, because
his character falls short—and so he has courted my satire.
His qualities fall short, so he seeks my satire.
أوَand ...? لمnot يَرَsee المُزْرِىthe disparager بشعرىof my verse أننيthat I
أوَ لم يَرَ المُزْرِى بشعرى أنني
كاسa cup المنيَّةِof death صاحبthe bearer of اللأواءِhardship
كاس المنيَّةِ صاحب اللأواءِ
Has the man who belittles my poetry not seen that I am
And has the disparager of my verse not seen that I
the cup of death, the bearer of the standard?
Am death’s cup, the bearer of hardship?
قُولاsay, you two لهto him قولاًa word ليَفْتَحso he may open جَفْنَهhis eyelid
قُولا له قولاً ليَفْتَح جَفْنَه
إنيindeed I عظيمُgreat الشَّانِin standing فيamong الشعراءِthe poets
إني عظيمُ الشَّانِ في الشعراءِ
Say a word to him, that he may open his eye:
You two, say a word to him, so he may open his eyelid:
truly, I am of mighty standing among poets.
Indeed, I am of great standing among poets.
أناI شِبْهُthe likeness of دهركمُyour times كأنَّas though خلائقيmy traits
أنا شِبْهُ دهركمُ كأنَّ خلائقي
طُبِعَتْwere molded منfrom السَّرَّاءِprosperity والضَّرَّاءِand adversity
طُبِعَتْ من السَّرَّاءِ والضَّرَّاءِ
I am the likeness of your age—as though my nature
I am like your times, as though my traits
were molded from good fortune and adversity.
Were molded from prosperity and adversity.
لوif صادَمَتْstruck صُمَّsolid الرَّواسيthe firmly rooted mountains سطوتيmy might
لو صادَمَتْ صُمَّ الرَّواسي سطوتي
لَكَبَتْit would topple أعاليهاtheir summits عَلَىonto الغَبْرَاءِthe dusty earth
لَكَبَتْ أعاليها عَلَى الغَبْرَاءِ
Were my onslaught to strike the deaf, deep-rooted mountains,
If my might struck the solid, firmly rooted mountains,
it would topple their summits onto the dusty earth.
It would topple their summits onto the dusty earth.
Sol 6.1