1. لمن الخِيامُ ومن هُنالِكَ نازِلُ

    أتُرَى بِهِنَّ رَبيعةٌ أم وَائلُ

    Whose are the tents, and who is encamped there?

    Do you suppose Rabi‘ah is in them, or Wa’il?

  2. كَذَبَتْكَ نَفسُكَ بل غَطارِفَةُ الحِمَى

    قومٌ لديهمْ ذِكرُ تُبَّعَ خاملُ

    Your soul has deceived you: rather, the noble chiefs of the protected domain,

    A people beside whom the renown of Tubba‘ is dim.

  3. هذِهْ خيامُ الهاشمّيةِ حَولَها

    مِلّء العُيونِ مَنازِلٌ ومَناهِلُ

    These are the Hashemite woman's tents; around them

    Dwellings and watering places fill the eyes,

  4. ومنَاصلٌ وذَوابلٌ وجحافلٌ

    وقنابلٌ ورواحلٌ وقوافلُ

    And swords, slender spears, and mighty hosts,

    And squadrons, riding camels, and caravans.

  5. غَرْثى الوِشاحِ لها قَوامٌ رامحٌ

    تغزو القلوبَ به وطَرْفٌ نابلُ

    Slender beneath her sash, she has a spear-wielding figure

    With which she assails hearts, and an arrow-shooting gaze.

  6. ومن العُجاب نَرَى قتيلاً ساقِطاً

    يبغي اللِقا فَيفِرُّ منهُ القاتلُ

    And among wonders, we see a slain man lying fallen,

    Seeking a meeting, while his killer flees him.

  7. أفدِي المُحجَّبةَ التي مِن دُونِها

    للدَمعِ في عينِي حِجابٌ سادِلُ

    I would ransom the veiled woman; between her and me

    A veil of tears hangs across my eye.

  8. يا طالما رَدَّتْ أمَيمةُ سائلاً

    أفَلا يُرَدُّ اليومَ هذا السائلُ

    Ah, how often Umaymah has turned a petitioner away!

    Will this flowing tear not be turned back today?

  9. يا ظَبيةً في الحَيِّ نَبغي صَيدَها

    فَتصيدُنا عُنْفاً وليس تُخاتِلُ

    O gazelle in the encampment, whose capture we seek,

    Yet she hunts us by force, and does not use guile.

  10. لا سَهمَ غيرُ لِحاظِها ترمي بهِ

    قَنَصَاً ولا غيرَ الفُروعِ حبائلُ

    She shoots no arrow but her sidelong glances

    At prey, and has no snares but her tresses.

  11. أنتِ الجميلةُ فوقَ كلِّ جميلةٍ

    فالحَقُّ أنتِ وكُلُّهنَّ الباطلُ

    You are the beauty above every beauty;

    So you are the truth, and all of them are falsehood.

  12. قد قامَ عُذري في هَواكِ فليسَ لي

    في الناس غيرَ الحاسدينَ عواذلُ

    My excuse for loving you is established, so I have

    No reproachers among people but the envious.

  13. أهواكِ لا عارٌ عليَّ لأننَّي

    أَهْوَى الكِرامَ فما يقولُ القائلُ

    I love you; no shame is mine, for I

    Love the noble—so what can anyone say?

  14. مارستُ أخلاقَ الحليمِ فخانَني

    دَهرٌ لأخلاقِ السَّفيهِ يُشاكلُ

    I practiced the ways of the forbearing, but was betrayed

    By an age suited to the fool's ways.

  15. وعَدَلتُ عن شِيَمِ الجَهولِ فظُنَ بي

    جَهلاً لأنّي عن هواهُ ناكلُ

    And I forsook the ignorant man's ways, and was deemed

    Ignorant, because I recoil from his whims.

  16. وإذا أتتني مِدْحةٌ من جاهلٍ

    فهيَ المَذَمَّةُ لي بأنِّي جاهلُ

    And if praise comes to me from an ignorant man,

    Then it is censure of me, saying that I am ignorant.

  17. رُمتُ الوَفاءَ من الزَّمانِ وأهلهِ

    فظَفِرتُ منهُ بما يجودُ الباخلُ

    I sought fidelity from the age and its people,

    So I won from it what a miser gives.

  18. وسألتُ عن ذِمَمِ الوِدادِ فقيلَ لي

    مَهلاً كأنَّكَ عن مُحمَّدَ غافلُ

    And I asked about friendship's pledges, and was told:

    “Wait! It is as though you were heedless of Muhammad.”

  19. ذاك الصَّديقُ وإن تناءَت دارُهُ

    عنَّا وإن حالَ الزَّمانُ الحائلُ

    He is the friend, though his home has grown distant

    From us, and though ever-changing time has turned.

  20. إنَّ ابنَ وُدِّكَ مَن يَراكَ بقلبِهِ

    لا مَن يَراكَ بعينِهِ فيغازِلُ

    The son of your affection is he who sees you with his heart,

    Not one who sees you with his eye and pays you court.

  21. قد قَيَّدتْ قلبي على بُعد المَدَى

    بالحُبِّ من تلك السُطورِ سلاسلُ

    My heart has been bound, despite the great distance,

    With love, by chains from those written lines.

  22. القلبُ يَعلَمُ أنهنَّ جواهرٌ

    والعينُ تَزعُمُ أنَّهُنَّ رسائلُ

    The heart knows that they are jewels,

    While the eye claims that they are letters.

  23. الشاعرُ الفَطِنُ اللبيبُ الكاتبُ ال

    لَبِقُ الأديبُ اللَوذَعيُّ الفاضلُ

    The perceptive, discerning poet, the writer—

    Deft, cultivated, keen-witted, and virtuous.

  24. في كَفِّهِ البيضاءِ سُمْرُ يَراعةٍ

    لَعِبتَتْ لها بالمُعرَباتِ عواملُ

    In his white palm are the brown lances of a reed pen,

    For it, grammatical governors have played with inflected words.

  25. حُلوُ الفُكاهةِ والقريضِ مُهذَّبٌ

    أقلامُهُ عَسَّالةٌ وعواسلُ

    Sweet in wit and verse, refined,

    His pens drip honey and quiver like lances.

  26. لو كان ماءُ النيل مُرّاً آجناً

    حَلَّتْه أنفاسٌ لهُ وشمائلُ

    Were the Nile's water bitter and stagnant,

    His breaths and qualities would sweeten it.

  27. طَودٌ لَدَيهِ كلُّ طودٍ رِبْوَةٌ

    بَحرٌ لديهِ كلُّ بحرٍ ساحلُ

    A mighty mountain, beside whom every mountain is a hill;

    A sea, beside whom every sea is a shore.

  28. يَنتْابُنا بالمَكرماتِ تَبرُّعاً

    والمَكرُماتُ فرائضٌ ونوافلُ

    He visits us with generous deeds, freely bestowed,

    And generous deeds are obligations and voluntary offerings.

  29. بيني وبينكَ يا مُحمَّدُ شُقَّةٌ

    تُطوى إليها في البلادِ مراحلُ

    Between me and you, O Muhammad, lies a great distance

    To reach which, stages through the lands are folded away.

  30. وفواصلُ الأوطانِ غيرُ مُضرَّةٍ

    إن لم يكن بين القُلوبِ فواصلُ

    And the barriers between homelands do no harm,

    If there are no barriers between hearts.

  31. تاهَتْ بك الإسكندريةُ عِزَّةً

    فَبَدَتْ عليها للسُرورِ دلائلُ

    Alexandria has exulted in you with pride,

    So signs of joy have appeared upon her.

  32. إن كانَ في جيدِ الصَّعيدِ قلائِدٌ

    منها فما جيدُ العَواصمِ عاطلُ

    If Upper Egypt's neck bears necklaces

    From her, then the neck of the capitals is not bare.

  33. يا كَعْبةَ الأدَبِ التي حَجَّت لها

    من كلِّ فَجٍّ للقريض قبائلُ

    O Kaaba of literature, to which pilgrimage has been made

    From every mountain pass by the tribes of poetry.

  34. أغرَقْتَنا في بحرِ فضلكَ جُملةً

    فكأنَّنا ضَرْبٌ وأنتَ الحاصلُ

    You have drowned us all in the sea of your bounty,

    As though we were a multiplication, and you the product.

  35. جئنا بأبياتٍ لَدَيكَ سخيفةٍ

    لَوْلاكَ ما عَمِرتْ لَهُنَّ منازِلُ

    We have brought verses, paltry in your presence;

    But for you, no dwellings for them would have flourished.

  36. شامِيَّةٌ نَقَصَت معانيها وإنْ

    أهدى بها في اللفظِ بحرٌ كاملُ

    Syrian verses whose meanings fall short, although

    In wording, the Kamil—the “complete” meter—has offered them.

  37. ما أكثَرَ الشُّعرَاءَ حينَ تَعُدُّهم

    سَرْداً ولكنَّ الفُحولَ قلائلُ

    How many poets there are when you count them

    One by one; yet the stallions of poetry are few.