مَضَىhas passed اللَّهْوُmerriment إِلَّاexcept أَنْthat يُخَبَّرَbe informed سَائِلُan inquirer
مَضَى اللَّهْوُ إِلَّا أَنْ يُخَبَّرَ سَائِلُ
وَوَلَّىand departed الصِّبَاyouth إِلَّاexcept بَوَاقٍremnants قَلائِلُfew
وَوَلَّى الصِّبَا إِلَّا بَوَاقٍ قَلائِلُ
Dalliance has passed away, save that an inquirer may be told of it.
Merriment has passed, save that an inquirer may be told of it;
Youth too has turned away, except for a few remnants—
And youth has departed, save for a few remnants—
بَوَاقٍremnants تُمَارِيهَاcontend with them أَفَانِينُvaried forms لَوْعَةٍof burning anguish
بَوَاقٍ تُمَارِيهَا أَفَانِينُ لَوْعَةٍ
يُؤَرِّثُهَاkindles it فِكْرٌthought عَلَىamid النَّأْيِseparation شَاغِلُengrossing
يُؤَرِّثُهَا فِكْرٌ عَلَى النَّأْيِ شَاغِلُ
remnants over which the many forms of anguish contend,
Remnants with which varied forms of anguish contend,
kept wakeful by a thought preoccupied with distant separation.
Kindled by thought that engrosses me in separation.
فَلِلشَّوْقِso, for longing مِنِّيfrom me عَبْرَةٌa tear مُهرَاقَةٌpoured out
فَلِلشَّوْقِ مِنِّي عَبْرَةٌ مُهرَاقَةٌ
وَخَبْلٌand a frenzy إِذَاwhen نَامَsleep الْخَلِيُّونَthe carefree خَابِلُmaddening
وَخَبْلٌ إِذَا نَامَ الْخَلِيُّونَ خَابِلُ
Longing has drawn from me a streaming tear,
So longing draws from me a tear poured out,
and its haunting madness deranges me when carefree men sleep.
And a maddening frenzy when the carefree sleep.
أَلِفْتُI grew accustomed to الضَّنَىwasting sickness إِلْفَfamiliarity with السُّهَادِsleeplessness فَلَوْso if سَرَىstole through
أَلِفْتُ الضَّنَى إِلْفَ السُّهَادِ فَلَوْ سَرَى
بِيَthrough me الْبُرْءُrecovery غَالَتْنِيwould destroy me لِذَاكَfor that الْغَوَائِلُcalamities
بِيَ الْبُرْءُ غَالَتْنِي لِذَاكَ الْغَوَائِلُ
I have grown as used to wasting sickness as to sleeplessness; even if recovery should come by night
I have grown used to wasting sickness as to sleeplessness; should there steal
to me, calamities would snatch me away because of it.
Through me a cure, calamities would destroy me for it.
فَلِلَّهِso, to God! (in wonder) هَذَاthis الشَّوْقُlonging أَيَّwhat a جِرَاحَةٍwound
فَلِلَّهِ هَذَا الشَّوْقُ أَيَّ جِرَاحَةٍ
أَسَالَit has set bleeding بِنَاin us حَتَّىuntil كَأَنَّاas though we نُقَاتِلُare fighting
أَسَالَ بِنَا حَتَّى كَأَنَّا نُقَاتِلُ
By God, this longing—what a wound it is!
God, what longing this is! What a wound
It has made our blood flow until we seem to be fighting it.
It has set bleeding in us, till we seem to be fighting!
رَضِينَاwe consented بِحُكْمِto the rule of الْحُبِّlove فِينَاover us وَإِنَّنَاalthough indeed we
رَضِينَا بِحُكْمِ الْحُبِّ فِينَا وَإِنَّنَا
لَلُدٌّare indeed stubborn foes إِذَاwhen الْتَفَّتْmass عَلَيْنَاaround us الْجَحَافِلُthe armies
لَلُدٌّ إِذَا الْتَفَّتْ عَلَيْنَا الْجَحَافِلُ
We have accepted Love’s judgment upon us, although we
We have consented to love's rule over us, although we
are stubborn foes when massed armies close around us.
Are stubborn foes when armies close around us.
وَإِنَّاand indeed we رِجَالٌare men تَعْلَمُknows الْحَرْبُwar أَنَّنَاthat we
وَإِنَّا رِجَالٌ تَعْلَمُ الْحَرْبُ أَنَّنَا
بَنُوهَاher sons وَيَدْرِيand knows الْمَجْدُglory مَاذَاwhat نُحَاوِلُwe strive for
بَنُوهَا وَيَدْرِي الْمَجْدُ مَاذَا نُحَاوِلُ
We are men—war knows that we
And we are men whom war knows to be
are her sons, and glory knows what we seek.
Her sons, and glory knows what we strive for.
إِذَاwhen مَاemphatic particle ابْتَنَىbuild النَّاسُpeople الْحُصُونَfortresses فَمَاthen no لَنَاfor us
إِذَا مَا ابْتَنَى النَّاسُ الْحُصُونَ فَمَا لَنَا
سِوَىexcept الْبِيضِbright swords وَالسُّمْرِand brown spears اللِّدَانِsupple مَعَاقِلُstrongholds
سِوَى الْبِيضِ وَالسُّمْرِ اللِّدَانِ مَعَاقِلُ
When men build fortresses for themselves, we have
When people build fortresses, we have
no strongholds but white swords and supple, brown spears.
No strongholds but bright swords and supple brown spears.
فَمَاso what is it لِلْهَوَىwith passion يَقْوَىthat it prevails عَلَيَّover me بِحُكْمِهِby its rule
فَمَا لِلْهَوَى يَقْوَى عَلَيَّ بِحُكْمِهِ
أَلَمْdoes it not يَدْرِknow أَنِّيthat I am الشَّمَّرِيُّthe resolute one الْحُلاحِلُthe mighty chief
أَلَمْ يَدْرِ أَنِّي الشَّمَّرِيُّ الْحُلاحِلُ
How then can passion overpower us by its decree?
So why does passion overpower me with its rule?
Does it not know that I am al-Shammari, the mighty chief?
Does it not know I am the resolute, mighty chief?
وَإِنِّيand indeed I am لَثَبْتُtruly steadfast in الْجَأْشِheart مُسْتَحْصِدُfirmly knit in الْقُوَىstrength
وَإِنِّي لَثَبْتُ الْجَأْشِ مُسْتَحْصِدُ الْقُوَى
إِذَاwhen أَخَذَتْseize أَيْدِيthe hands of الْكُمَاةِarmored warriors الأَفَاكِلُtremors
إِذَا أَخَذَتْ أَيْدِي الْكُمَاةِ الأَفَاكِلُ
I am firm of heart, my powers tightly knit,
Indeed, I am steadfast of heart, firmly knit in strength,
when the hands of noble champions seize hold.
When tremors seize the hands of armored warriors.
إِذَاwhen مَاemphatic particle اعْتَقَلْتُI couch الرُّمْحَthe spear وَالرُّمْحُand the spear صَاحِبِيis my companion
إِذَا مَا اعْتَقَلْتُ الرُّمْحَ وَالرُّمْحُ صَاحِبِي
عَلَىin الشَّرِّperil قَالَsays الْقِرْنُthe opponent إِنِّيَindeed I am هَازِلُjesting
عَلَى الشَّرِّ قَالَ الْقِرْنُ إِنِّيَ هَازِلُ
Whenever I grip the spear—and the spear is my companion—
When I couch the spear—the spear my companion
intent on battle, my adversary says that I am jesting.
In peril—my opponent says, "I am only jesting."
لَطَاعَنْتُI have indeed traded spear-thrusts حَتَّىuntil لَمْnot أَجِدْI found مِنْany مُطَاعِنٍopposing spearman
لَطَاعَنْتُ حَتَّى لَمْ أَجِدْ مِنْ مُطَاعِنٍ
وَنَازَلْتُand I met in combat حَتَّىuntil لَمْnot أَجِدْI found مَنْanyone who يُنَازِلُwould face me
وَنَازَلْتُ حَتَّى لَمْ أَجِدْ مَنْ يُنَازِلُ
I would keep thrusting until I found no one left to thrust at,
I have indeed traded spear-thrusts until I found no opposing spearman,
and fight men hand-to-hand until I found no one left to fight.
And met men in combat until I found none to face me.
وَشَاغَبْتُand I contended with هَذَاthis الدَّهْرَage مِنِّيof my own بِعَزْمَةٍwith a firm resolve
وَشَاغَبْتُ هَذَا الدَّهْرَ مِنِّي بِعَزْمَةٍ
أَرَتْنِيshowed me سَبِيلَthe path of الرُّشْدِsound judgment وَالْغَيُّwhile error حَائِلُbarred the way
أَرَتْنِي سَبِيلَ الرُّشْدِ وَالْغَيُّ حَائِلُ
I have defied this age with a resolve of my own
And I have battled this age with a resolve of my own
that showed me the path of right guidance, while error stood barred.
That showed me the path of sound judgment while error barred the way.
إِذَاwhen أَنْتَyou أَعْطَتْكَgrant you الْمَقَادِيرُthe fates حُكْمَهَاtheir authority
إِذَا أَنْتَ أَعْطَتْكَ الْمَقَادِيرُ حُكْمَهَا
فَأَضْيَعُthen the most wasted شَيءٍthing مَاwhat تَقُولُsay الْعَوَاذِلُthe reproaching women
فَأَضْيَعُ شَيءٍ مَا تَقُولُ الْعَوَاذِلُ
If the decrees of fate grant you their judgment,
When the fates grant you their authority,
then nothing is more futile than what reproachers say.
Then the most wasted thing is what reproachers say.
وَمَاand not الْمَرْءُa man إِلَّاexcept أَنْthat يَعِيشَhe lives مُحَسَّدَاًmuch envied
وَمَا الْمَرْءُ إِلَّا أَنْ يَعِيشَ مُحَسَّدَاً
تَنَازَعُcontend with فِيهِover him النَّاجِذَيْنِthe two back teeth الأَنَامِلُthe fingertips
تَنَازَعُ فِيهِ النَّاجِذَيْنِ الأَنَامِلُ
A man is truly a man only if he lives envied,
A man is nothing unless he lives much envied,
with molars and fingertips contending over him.
As fingertips wrestle with molars over him.
لَعَمْرُكَby your life مَاnot الأَخْلاقُcharacter traits إِلَّاexcept مَوَاهِبٌgifts
لَعَمْرُكَ مَا الأَخْلاقُ إِلَّا مَوَاهِبٌ
مُقَسَّمَةٌapportioned بَيْنَamong الْوَرَىhumankind وَفَوَاضِلُand bounties
مُقَسَّمَةٌ بَيْنَ الْوَرَى وَفَوَاضِلُ
By your life, virtues are nothing but gifts,
By your life, character is nothing but gifts,
apportioned among humankind, with some surpassing others.
Apportioned among humankind, and bounties.
وَمَاand not النَّاسُpeople إِلَّاexcept كَادِحَانِtwo kinds of toilers فَعَالِمٌso, one is learned
وَمَا النَّاسُ إِلَّا كَادِحَانِ فَعَالِمٌ
يَسِيرُproceeds عَلَىon قَصْدٍa straight course وَآخَرُand another جَاهِلُignorant
يَسِيرُ عَلَى قَصْدٍ وَآخَرُ جَاهِلُ
People are only two kinds of striver: one learned,
People are but two kinds of toilers: one who knows
who travels a purposeful course, and another ignorant.
And follows a straight course, and another who is ignorant.
فَذُوso the possessor of الْعِلْمِknowledge مَأْخُوذٌis bound بِأَسْبَابِby the ties of عِلْمِهِhis knowledge
فَذُو الْعِلْمِ مَأْخُوذٌ بِأَسْبَابِ عِلْمِهِ
وَذُوand the possessor of الْجَهْلِignorance مَقْطُوعُcut loose from الْقَرينَةِthe tether جَافِلُbolting away
وَذُو الْجَهْلِ مَقْطُوعُ الْقَرينَةِ جَافِلُ
Thus the learned man is held fast by the reins of his knowledge,
The learned man is bound by the ties of his knowledge,
while the ignorant man, cut loose from the tether, bolts away.
While the ignorant man, his tether severed, bolts away.
فَلاso do not تَطْلُبَنْever seek فِيamong النَّاسِpeople مِثْقَالَthe weight of ذَرَّةٍa speck
فَلا تَطْلُبَنْ فِي النَّاسِ مِثْقَالَ ذَرَّةٍ
مِنَof الْوُدِّaffection أُمُّthe mother of الْوُدِّaffection فِيamong النَّاسِpeople هَابِلُbereaved of her child
مِنَ الْوُدِّ أُمُّ الْوُدِّ فِي النَّاسِ هَابِلُ
So never seek among people even an atom’s weight
So never seek among people even a speck's weight
of love from one for whom love among men is his undoer.
Of affection: affection's mother among mankind is bereaved.
مِنَof الْعَارِshame أَنْthat يَرْضَىshould accept الْفَتَىa young man غَيْرَother than طَبْعِهِhis nature
مِنَ الْعَارِ أَنْ يَرْضَى الْفَتَى غَيْرَ طَبْعِهِ
وَأَنْand that يَصْحَبَshould befriend الإِنْسَانُa person مَنْone who لاdoes not يُشَاكِلُresemble him
وَأَنْ يَصْحَبَ الإِنْسَانُ مَنْ لا يُشَاكِلُ
It is a disgrace for a young man to accept what is alien to his nature,
It is shameful for a man to embrace a nature not his own,
or for a person to keep company with someone unlike himself.
And for a person to befriend one unlike himself.
بَلَوْتُI tested ضُرُوبَthe kinds of النَّاسِpeople طُرّاًall فَلَمْand not يَكُنْthere was
بَلَوْتُ ضُرُوبَ النَّاسِ طُرّاً فَلَمْ يَكُنْ
سِوَىexcept الْمَرْصَفِيِّal-Marsafi الْحَبْرِthe scholar فِيamong النَّاسِpeople كَامِلُa perfect man
سِوَى الْمَرْصَفِيِّ الْحَبْرِ فِي النَّاسِ كَامِلُ
I tested every kind of person, one and all, and found no one
I have tested all kinds of people, and there was
but al-Marsafi, the freeborn man, perfect among men:
None perfect among them save the learned al-Marsafi.
هُمَامٌa noble man أَرَانِيshowed me الدَّهْرَtime فِيin طَيِّthe folds of بُرْدِهِhis cloak
هُمَامٌ أَرَانِي الدَّهْرَ فِي طَيِّ بُرْدِهِ
وَفَقَّهَنِيand gave me understanding حَتَّىuntil اتَّقَتْنِيfeared me الأَمَاثِلُthe foremost men
وَفَقَّهَنِي حَتَّى اتَّقَتْنِي الأَمَاثِلُ
a high-souled man whom Time showed me within the folds of its mantle,
A noble man who showed me time within the folds of his cloak,
and he taught me understanding until even the noblest were wary of me;
And taught me wisdom until the foremost men stood in awe of me.
أَخٌa brother حِينَwhen لاnot يَبْقَىremains أَخٌa brother وَمُجَامِلٌand an obliging friend
أَخٌ حِينَ لا يَبْقَى أَخٌ وَمُجَامِلٌ
إِذَاwhen قَلَّis scarce عِنْدَamid النَّائِبَاتِcalamities الْمُجَامِلُan obliging friend
إِذَا قَلَّ عِنْدَ النَّائِبَاتِ الْمُجَامِلُ
a brother when no brother remains, and a gracious friend
A brother when no brother remains, and an obliging friend
when gracious friends grow scarce amid calamities;
When obliging friends are scarce amid calamities.
بَعِيدُfar-reaching in مَجَالِthe range of الْفِكْرِthought لَوْif خَالَhe conjectured خِيْلَةًa conjecture
بَعِيدُ مَجَالِ الْفِكْرِ لَوْ خَالَ خِيْلَةً
أَرَاكَhe would show you بِظَهْرِbehind الْغَيْبِthe unseen مَاwhat الدَّهْرُtime فَاعِلُwould do
أَرَاكَ بِظَهْرِ الْغَيْبِ مَا الدَّهْرُ فَاعِلُ
far-ranging in thought’s field—were he to loose his horses,
Far-ranging in thought: if he formed a conjecture,
he would show you, without divination, what Time will do.
He would show you, beyond sight, what time would do.
طَرَحْتُI cast aside بَنِيthe sons of الأَيَّامِthe days لَمَّاwhen عَرَفْتُهُI knew him
طَرَحْتُ بَنِي الأَيَّامِ لَمَّا عَرَفْتُهُ
وَمَاand not النَّاسُpeople عِنْدَupon الْبَحْثِexamination إِلَّاexcept مَخَايِلُappearances
وَمَا النَّاسُ عِنْدَ الْبَحْثِ إِلَّا مَخَايِلُ
I cast aside the sons of this age once I knew them;
I cast aside the sons of days once I knew him;
under close examination, people are nothing but deceptive appearances.
For people, upon examination, are mere appearances.
فَلَوْso if سَامَنِيhe demanded of me مَاwhat يُورِدُleads النَّفْسَthe soul حَتْفَهَاto its death
فَلَوْ سَامَنِي مَا يُورِدُ النَّفْسَ حَتْفَهَا
لأَوْرَدْتُهَاI would indeed lead it there وَالْحُبُّand love لِلنَّفْسِto the soul قَاتِلُis deadly
لأَوْرَدْتُهَا وَالْحُبُّ لِلنَّفْسِ قَاتِلُ
Were he to demand of me what leads the soul to its death,
Were he to demand of me what would lead the soul to its death,
I would lead it there—for love is fatal to the soul.
I would lead it there, and love is deadly to the soul.
فَلاso may not بَرِحَتْcease مِنِّيfrom me إِلَيْهِto him تَحِيَّةٌa greeting
فَلا بَرِحَتْ مِنِّي إِلَيْهِ تَحِيَّةٌ
تَنَاقَلُهَاpass it onward عَنِّيfrom me الضُّحَىthe forenoon وَالأَصَائِلُand the late afternoons
تَنَاقَلُهَا عَنِّي الضُّحَى وَالأَصَائِلُ
May a greeting from me never cease to reach him,
So may a greeting from me to him never cease,
relayed on my behalf by morning and evening.
Borne from me by forenoons and late afternoons.
وَلاand may not زَالَhe cease to be غَضَّfresh in الْعُمْرِage مُمْتَنِعَunassailable in الذُّرَاthe heights
وَلا زَالَ غَضَّ الْعُمْرِ مُمْتَنِعَ الذُّرَا
مَرِيعَlush in الْفِنَاthe courtyard تُطْوَىare folded away إِلَيْهِtoward him الْمَرَاحِلُthe stages of travel
مَرِيعَ الْفِنَا تُطْوَى إِلَيْهِ الْمَرَاحِلُ
May he remain fresh in life’s bloom, his heights unassailable,
And may he stay youthful in years, his heights unassailable,
his courtyard flourishing, while the stages of journeys fold toward him.
His courtyard lush, with journey-stages folded away to reach him.
Sol 6.1