1. I dallied with a gazelle of the curtained chamber—how could I ensnare her,

    when neither her two eyes nor her graceful neck were mine?

  2. And how could one like me possess her tresses and stature,

    and whence could I possess her curves and breasts?

  3. Indeed, the capture of hearts belongs only to one

    whose smooth, gleaming collarbones bear necklaces—

  4. a dark-eyed beauty, her kohl-lined eyelids demurely lowered,

    bright-toothed, with honey-sweet saliva, cool upon the lips.

  5. O company of lovers, passion has indeed decreed

    that graceful maidens rule free men through love.

  6. A sorrow besets me: my hearing, heart, and sight

    are its allies and soldiers against my infatuation.

  7. Even the phantom of his image learned desertion from him,

    and the evasions of the promised meeting have dragged beyond their appointed times.

  8. Whenever I come before him, seeking to soften his heart,

    it is as though I were asking him to increase his aversion.

  9. He is my beloved despite his desertion and recoil;

    I seek his favor simply by desiring him.

  10. A demand bars me from union with him and excuses him,

    yet at the mention of parting, his aloofness forgets itself.

  11. I have grown old and parted from youth; nevertheless,

    despite my age, my heart remains lovesick and stricken.

  12. I yearn, and the heart's rapture returns;

    its hardness melts away in the tears of my eyes.

  13. With my life I would ransom the dwellings of the protected encampment and its people;

    how beloved are the prime of youth and its days!

  14. O neighbor of ours, how fair our life once was,

    how sweet, when Time itself was tender and new—

  15. when the pampered youth, beguiled by youth's hue,

    was adorned by it and wore robes woven of youth.

  16. The freshness and life of youth have departed;

    far beyond my reach are what is lost and far away.

  17. Indeed, we wretches have no concern except

    some harm we may ward off or wealth we may gain.

  18. The heart is merely spoiled by attaining its desire,

    and passion goes seeking when it finds no one to seek.

  19. You spoke truly: hopes were the sweetness of our life—

    if only a young man's immortality in life could endure.

  20. Would it delight you if we returned

    to the play of youth? We would—but who can restore youth?

  21. They asked, “What enticed you to poetry as a panegyrist?”

    I answered, “The Dhuhlite's beneficence and generosity.”

  22. Since the Dhuhlite is the best of all people,

    it is no wonder that I say: my whole being is his servant.

  23. You see every man associated with excellence regarded as a lord,

    yet the Dhuhlite, through perfection, surpasses him.

  24. The Dhuhlite did not merely claim the heights of glory; rather,

    his noble qualities and gifts are his witnesses.

  25. Indeed, the excellence of eloquence directs him

    toward every virtue, and his innate nature leads him there.

  26. This was neither a lapse nor an affectation on his part;

    the means and ascent of greatness raise him.

  27. His pursuit of it clothed him in the crown of kings,

    as his fathers and forefathers established it—

  28. kings of the Yemenites, whom

    the realm's lowlands and highlands willingly obeyed.

  29. Mighty, staunch defenders of their kingdom's domain,

    like its lions roaring in the heart of the den;

  30. fierce men who plunge boldly into every dire ordeal,

    into battle, on a day whose newborn turns gray.

  31. Those were the Prophet's supporters and his party,

    his visitors in Mecca and his delegations.

  32. Through them God's light attained perfection in truth and guidance,

    while the polytheists desired its extinction.

  33. Through them, in times of trial, the anguished are rescued;

    even the offender is protected, and the fugitive finds shelter.

  34. O Abu Hasan, broadest of all people in protective reach,

    for whoever seeks beneficence—or whomever beneficence itself seeks—

  35. your favors are a bounty whose denial is impossible,

    and your excellence is a right it is unlawful to deny.

  36. May you endure, sons of Nabhan, in glory's procession,

    surrounded by its banners and standards.

  37. May your heights remain mighty: whoever alights there is safe,

    O sons of ʿUmar—or a loser, whoever plots against them.

  38. May your domain be spared every dreaded evil,

    and may your recurring benefactions increase in every good.

  39. May a coming year delight you with well-being

    and security whose fortunate stars shine among the constellations.

  40. Blessed be the month whose fasting brings you joy,

    as do its breaking of the fast and its feast each year.

  41. May your noble sons live, for through your bounty they are

    the lords and choicest men of the age.

  42. Here before you is a poem fashioned from pearls of meaning,

    embellished like a necklace whose peerless jewel gleams.

Sol 5.6