مَن راكبٌ تنجو به ممسوسةٌ
ترمِي سُهولَ طريقها بُحزونِهِ
Who rides carried by a docile she-camel
That casts her plains with her sorrow
تغشَى الفَلا من رأسها وفَقارِها
بقويِّه تحت السُّرَى وأمينهِ
She covers wastelands from her head to her spine
With her strength, under the Pleiades and its keeper
وَرهاءُ يحلَم ذو السَّفاهِ من الونى
ومراحُها في غيِّه وجنونه
While the male camel dreams, the ignorant one from passion
And her rests are in her ignorance and madness
مما تنَّخل وافتلاها داعر
من سِرِّ ما صفَّى ومن مكنونهِ
From what it produces and rends it torn
From the secret of what it strained and its hidden
فأتى بها المقدارُ نخبةَ نفسهِ
ما بين بازلهِ وبنت لبونهِ
So fate brought her, the elite of its soul
Between Bazla and the daughter of Labuna
كفَلَتْ لراكبها بآخرِ سَوقِهِ
في السير أو ضمنت صلاح شئونهِ
She guaranteed for her rider at the end of her market
In travel or secured the soundness of his affairs
بلِّغْ بلغتَ المجدَ في أبياته
والعزَّ بين عِراصهِ وقَطينهِ
Communicate, you have reached glory in his verses
And honor between Irass and Qatinah
عنّى بني عوف على إعراضهم
إنّ الحديثَ معلَّقٌ بشجونهِ
He meant the sons of Auf in their aloofness
That talk is suspended with its passions
عتباً يروّح نفثُهُ ثِقلَ الجوى
إن العليل مروَّحٌ بأنينهِ
A reproach that the breath of its heaviness cools the atmosphere
That the sick is comforted by his moan
إما عموما أو فعج من بينهم
لأبي العلا وأخي الندى وقرينهِ
Either in general or specifically between them
For Abi Al-Alaa and the brother of Nud and his companion
اُحطط ببيت أبي قوامٍ فالتبس
بالليث في أشباله وعرينهِ
I resided in the house of Abi Qawam, so it was confused
With the lion among his cubs and in his den
بيت يضمّ البدرَ في إشراقه
والغصنَ في حركاته وسكونهِ
A house that contains the full moon in its rise
And the branch in its movements and stillness
ريّان يُجنَى الوردُ من أطنابهِ
خِصبا ويُعتصَر الندى من طينهِ
Flowing, roses are harvested from its clusters
Lush, and dew squeezed from its mud
يبنيه أروعُ قاطبٌ متبسّمٌ
غيرانُ يؤخذ صعبُه من لينهِ
The most handsome of all builds it smiling
Capricious, his difficulty taken from his softness
متلثّم والشمسُ تحت لثامهِ
أو سافرٌ والنجمُ تحت جبينهِ
Veiled, and the sun is under his wraps
Or traveling, and the star is below his forehead
وجهُ العشيرة غائرا في حصنهِ
أو ثائرا غضبانَ دون حصونهِ
The face of the clan sunken in its fortress
Or raging, angrily without its fortresses
أكل العدا سَرفا وأطعمَ مُشبِعا
فجفانُه ملأَى بكسب جفونهِ
He ate excess food and fed satiated
So his eyelids filled with the earnings of his eyelids
فالموت بين قناته وحسامه
والرزق بين شماله ويمينهِ
So death is between his lance and his sword
And sustenance between his left and his right
خلَّى بنو أسدٍ عليه شوطَهُ
حَسْرَى ففاز بخصله ورهونهِ
The sons of Asad gave up their wagers to him
Regrettably, so he won his share and their pawns
بَلّغهُ عنّي مُخلِصا من دونهم
شَكوى ومالك مَخلَصٌ من دونهِ
Convey to him from me, sincerely without them
A complaint, and you have no loyal except Him
ما للفراتِ وردتُ منه أُجَاجَه ال
مملوحَ بعد زُلاله ومَعينهِ
Why have I gotten nothing back from the Euphrates except
Its bitter waters after its freshness and spring
والغيثِ كيف تغيّرت أخلاقه
فبُليت بعد جواده بضنينهِ
And how has the rain changed its ways
So I suffered after its generosity with its stinginess
ما بال وجهِ البدر يُشرق ليلَهُ
للمدلجين ولي ظلامُ دُجونهِ
Why does the face of the full moon shine its night
To the affectionate, while I have the darkness of its shelters
من بعد ما غَلَّستُ في أنواره
وسرَحتُ في فلواته وحضونهِ
After I wallowed in its lights
And roamed through its expanses and bosoms
وإليك يشكو الشعر نقضَك عهدَه
ويصيح في أبكاره أو عُونهِ
And to you my poetry complains of your violating your vow
And screams during its vigils or its wells
أنت المليّ فكم تَلِطُّ وعودَه
مطلا وتقعُد عن قضاء ديونهِ
You, who procrastinates, how you delay your promises
Stalling and abstain from repaying its debts
وتقومُ تدفعُ في صدور حقوقهِ
بالعذرِ بين خفيِّه ومُبينهِ
And you stand to cast into the chests of its rights
With excuses, between its hidden and its evident
يا صاحب الوجه الرقيق سمحتَ في
مطلي ببذل كريمه ومصونهِ
O owner of the delicate face, you were forgiving in
Delaying the generous donations of your protected
ماء الحياء عليه كيف منعتني
بجفائك المبذولَ من ماعونه
The water of modesty, how could you prevent me
With your coldness from its stored rain
أوَما خجلت لخُرَّدٍ زوَّجتُها
إياك من حُورِ الكلام وعِينهِ
Or were you not ashamed of a deaf woman you married
To you from the maidens of words and its essence
يجلو عليكم كلَّ يوم وفدُها
وجها يصيح العذر من عِرنينهِ
A delegation of her comes to you every day
A face screaming excuses from its burrows
يسرِي بها الساري ويُصبح فيكم ال
شادي يطرّبها على تلحينهِ
It moves about her, and your morning is not
Joyful with its melodies and its compositions
منكوحة ومهورُها منسيَّةٌ
والمَهرُ حقٌّ واجبٌ في حينهِ
Married and her dowry forgotten
While the dowry is a duty at its time
ما كان قدرُ ثوابها لي عندكم
مما يعود بثَلمهِ ووُهونهِ
What was the worth of her reward to me in your view
Of what returns with its defects and lowness
عذرٌ تحسّنه لكم أهواؤكم
والمجدُ يعذلكُم على تحسينهِ
An excuse you beautify for yourselves
And glory blames you for its beautification
لَوْ جدتُمُ لشكرتُ نزرَ عطائكم
ووهبتُ غَثَّ نوالكم لسمينهِ
If you were benevolent I would have thanked the bit of your gifts
And donated the little of your bestowals to its fat
ولقد حلفتُ فلا أخاف تحرُّجا
بالبيت عن بطحائه وحُجونهِ
And I have sworn I have no fear of shyness
Of the house from its plains and its valleys
والخاضعاتِ يقودهنَّ إلى مِنىً
للنحر باذلُ نَضوهِ وبَدينهِ
And the obedient, he leads them to the place
Of slaughter, sacrificing its thin and white
ما طولُ هزّي من عطائك عادةٌ
لي في ابتذال الشعر أو تهوينهِ
My long begging from your gifts is not
A habit for me in debasing poetry or belittling it
ولقد أتيتُ بعزّتي متعزّزا
في جنب ممتنع الجناب حصينهِ
And I have come with my honor glorified
Next to the abstinent of loins, fortified
وأرى وفور العرض عند خميصه
كرما وذل العيش عند بطنيه
And I see the abundance of supply with the stingy
As generosity and the humiliation of living with the glutton
وأخاف إن نشز القريضُ عليكُمُ
من فرط نفرته إزاءَ سكونهِ
And I fear that if poetry rebels against you
From the excess of its estrangement towards its calmness
وإذا رأى إنصافَه في غيره
أشفقتُ أن يحمِي حمى مغبونهِ
And when it sees its justice in another
I worry it will protect the protection of its oppressed
والماءُ يُشرَب تارةً من منهلٍ
صافٍ ويُشرَق تارةً بأجونهِ
And water is drunk sometimes from a
Pure spring, and sometimes from its sediments
والجودُ دِينٌ فيكم متوارَثٌ
والحرُّ ليس براجع عن دينهِ
And generosity is an inherited religion in you
And the free is not returning from his religion
حاشا لمجدك أن يقال بدا له
في المكرمات وشكَّ بعد يقينهِ
Far from your glory to say it faltered
In generous acts and doubted after its certainty