1. The dwelling's traces are effaced;

    no one in them answers.

  2. Their dwelling places have worn away,

    as written lines wear away.

  3. Parting was apportioned among them

    by evening and morning,

  4. and by still, silent nights

    through which the night companion slept, heedless.

  5. Then they folded up the tribe's tents,

    as brocade is folded.

  6. Then it dragged them off, and there thundered

    a sweeping force from distant parting.

  7. Before your eyes are the laden camels of the

    tribe, and far-reaching separation,

  8. like palm-crowns whose

    ripening fruit the west wind scattered.

  9. Fair-eyed beasts were left at the dwelling,

    and fair-eyed women left at dawn with the caravans.

  10. Both were exchanged—what a change for the one

    who roams there, and the one who leads!

  11. Skittish creatures, easily startled,

    whom curtained chambers never reared.

  12. Often I take the pale camels across trackless ground,

    traveling through the night and journeying on,

  13. and visit the full-breasted young maiden,

    tender, and concealed by curtains,

  14. when the dwelling's watching eyes are averted,

    and when the neighbors are kindly.

  15. Reproach me: folly

    in an old man is grave indeed.

  16. Your eye grew familiar with my eye,

    but gray hair forbade it.

  17. It left, between me and your companions,

    nothing a jealous man would fear.

  18. So sleep whenever drowsiness overtakes

    your eyes; sleep is plentiful.

  19. The sturdy she-camel shakes, and the saddle

    upon her, and the braided straps;

  20. and desert is joined to desert

    as a strong cord is twisted.

  21. And sandgrouse I rivaled for the watering-place,

    while the night concealed everything.

  22. Through its reaches there had not spread

    a sprinkling of dawn.

  23. On swift she-camels, carved lean

    by headlong, far-ranging speed,

  24. for Humayd—and Humayd

    is the earth's shining moon.

  25. Were Humayd to protect the world,

    no poor person would remain in it.

  26. A king, both of whose hands

    overflow with his gifts;

  27. and both his days on earth

    herald glad tidings and warning.

  28. Sole master of the race: no

    boaster reaches the course he runs.

  29. Whoever strives to rise on the horizon

    is surely exhausted.

  30. It is enough for him that he is a sea

    which other seas strive to rival.

  31. Openhanded, he gives his wealth for the taking,

    and with the sword he is a fierce cleaver.

  32. And he rides the crest of an ordeal

    that the bold man fears.

  33. Humayd has taken the earth into his keeping;

    he is the earth's guardian,

  34. with a hand pouring through two teats,

    giving life and bringing destruction.

  35. Wealth is restless upon it,

    and great fortunes are distressed by it.

  36. A Samiti, he has scaled glory,

    and his ancestral roots have ennobled him.

  37. To him belongs the first praise,

    and to him belongs the last praise.

  38. People have grown turbid; he is clear

    in giving; there is no "last" in him [wording unclear].

  39. And swift with gifts,

    yet miserly with fear.

  40. God has not honored a neighbor

    who seeks shelter with anyone but him.

  41. O Abu Ghanim, bounty

    falls to whoever seeks provisions,

  42. and father of safety, when

    breasts tighten with fear.

  43. Through you the earth's pillar stands firm,

    and the millstone of kingship turns.

  44. You are a helper to kingship,

    and God is a helper to you.

  45. Many a man surrounded by warbands

    was deceived about you by delusion.

  46. Ease in prosperity made him insolent,

    and sweet-flowing might.

  47. He grew used to breach of oath upon

    breach, sending troops to war and raiding.

  48. You drove him with the cavalry,

    on a day when driving horses was sheer force,

  49. and with an army before which the earth

    contracted as it kept marching.

  50. Its steps bring bright blades together,

    and al-Khatt's spears are interlaced.

  51. And within it, whispering to death,

    serpents writhe,

  52. as a towering cloud-bank gathers to itself

    scattered patches of rain-cloud.

  53. You left him; the birds arrived

    in a flock, while he lay slain.

  54. His flowing blood gushes forth,

    and from him comes a groaning roar.

  55. You are a radiance to the dawn;

    dawn cannot deny it.

  56. To your glory is traced

    every glory, and to it each returns.

  57. The bounty of your two palms is a sea

    from which other seas branch.

  58. Every man of towering glory

    is short beside your striving.

  59. A little of the favors

    you bestow on people is much.

  60. So live as long as time's

    years and months are counted.

Sol 6.1