أعْيا على العُوَّدْ
رهينُ بلبالِ مُؤَرَّق
Those who visit the sick are baffled by my case—
a prisoner of anguish, robbed of sleep.
أذلَّهُ الحبُّ
لا ينكر الذلّهْ مَنْ يَعْشَقْ
Love has brought him low;
whoever loves does not deny abasement.
مَنْ لي به يرنو
بمقلتيْ ساحرْ إلى العبادْ
Who will bring me the one who gazes
upon humankind with an enchanter’s eyes?
ينأى به الحسنُ
فينثني نافرْ صعبَ القيادْ
Beauty keeps him aloof,
so he turns away, skittish and hard to lead;
وتارةً يدنو
كما احتسى الطائر ماءَ الثماد
yet at times he draws near,
as a bird sips water from a shallow pool.
فجيدُهُ أغْيَدْ
والخدُّ بالخالِ منمَّقْ
His neck is gracefully supple,
his cheek adorned with a beauty mark.
تَكْنُفُه الحُجْبُ
فلي إلى الكلّهْ تَشَوُّقْ
Veils enfold him,
while I yearn for the curtained canopy.
عَطَا بليتيهِ
وَمَرَّ كالظبيِ لبيدهْ
He stretched out both sides of his neck
and passed like a gazelle into its wild.
فدلَّ عليه
تكسُّرُ الحَلْي بجيدِهْ
What led me to him was
the fitful chiming of jewelry at his neck,
تفتيرُ عينيه
يُسْرِعُ في بَرْيِ عميدِه
and the languid half-closing of his eyes,
which swiftly slays the innocent one made love-sick by him.
فإن أكُنْ أُقْصَدْ
منهُ فأَوْلَى لي إذ يَرْمُقْ
And if I should be struck dead
by him, so much the better for me when he glances.
هل يسلمُ القلبُ
وأسهمُ المقله لا تَرْفُقْ
Can the heart escape unscathed
when the eye’s arrows show no mercy?
وددتُ من خلّي
ومثلُ نشرِ الكاسْ في شَعْرِهْ
I wished that my beloved—
whose hair holds a fragrance like wine’s bouquet—
لو جادَ بالوصلِ
جودَ أبي العباس بوفره
would but grant union as lavishly
as Abu al-Abbas gives from his abundance:
في الجودِ والنُّبلِ
وقلْ أجلُّ الناس في قدره
in generosity and nobility,
the greatest of men seems small beside his stature.
يا كعبة السُّؤْدَدْ
تحتّى على المال لا تُشْفِقْ
O Kaaba of lordly glory,
you scatter wealth by handfuls without hesitation!
فمثلكُ الندبُ
يسابِقُ الجِلّة فَيَسْبِق
For a champion such as you
races the eminent and leaves them behind.
يا أيها الحائمْ
هل لكَ في عذب ملءِ الدِّلا
O wanderer circling the water,
would you have fresh water that has filled the buckets?
يمّمْ بني القاسمْ
واقصدْ من الغرب إلى سَلاَ
Make for the sons of al-Qasim,
and set your course from the West toward Salé.
واستمطَ رَوَاسم
تُخال بالركب وسْطَ الفلا
Mount swift, hard-striding camels;
you would imagine the caravan amid the open waste
سفائناً تَجْهَدْ
في أبْحُرِ الآل ما تَغْرَقْ
to be ships straining onward,
through seas of mirage, yet never sinking.
يستبشرُ الركبُ
وتشتكي الرحلة أَلأيْنُقْ
The caravan rejoices,
while the she-camels complain of the journey.
أدعوهُ بالقاضي
وأمرهُ يَقْضي عليَّ لي
I call him “the Judge,”
and his command judges against me and for me.
أنا به راضِ
لأنه يُرْضي لأَملي
I am content with him,
for he fulfills my hopes.
قلْ غيرَ معتاضِ
بمنْ على الأرض منهُ قُلِ
Say: I will take no substitute
for one whose like is scarce upon the earth.
أما ترى أَحْمَد
في مَجْدِه العالي لا يُلْحَقْ
Do you not behold Ahmad,
unmatched in his exalted glory?
أطلعهُ الغربُ
فأَرنا مثلَه يا مَشْرِقْ
The West brought him forth;
now show us his peer, O East!
Sol 5.6