صَدَّت فَجَذّت حَبلَ وَصلِكَ زَينَبُ
تِيهاً وَأَعجَبَها الشَبابُ المُعجِبُ
Zainab cut off and severed the rope of your connection
Wandering, and the admiring youths amazed her
وَلَطالَما فَعَلَت تُطيلُ مُرورَها
وَتَجِيءُ عَمداً كَي تَراكَ وَتَذهَبُ
And she often acted to prolong her passing
And she would come intentionally so she could see you and leave
لا تَعجَبَن يا قَلبُ مِن هِجرانِها
فَوِصالُها لَو دامَ مِنهُ أَعجَبُ
Don’t be surprised, oh heart, by her estrangement
For even if her company lasted, it would be more amazing
أَغرى المَليحَةَ بِالصُدودِ ثَلاثَةٌ
نَأيٌ وَإِقلالٌ وَرَأسٌ أَشيَبُ
Three things allured the beautiful one:
Distance, scarcity, and hoary hair
فَاِضرِب عَن اِستِعتابِها صَفحاً فَما
ذَو الشَيبِ وَالإِفلاسِ مِمَّن يَعتِبُ
So turn away and pardon her completely, for what
Rebuke and poverty can come from an old man
وَاِستَبقِ ماءَ الوَجهِ فيهِ وَكُن بِهِ
حَجِياً وِلا تَقُلِ القُلوبُ تَقَلَّبُ
And keep the water of her face for you, and with it
Be steadfast, and do not say hearts are fickle
وَلَئِن طَمِعتَ بَأَن تُريعَ وَتَرعَوي
وَالحالُ تِلكَ فَمَرحَباً يا أَشعَبُ
And if you hoped to pasture and graze
While in that condition, then welcome O Ash'ab
يا حَبَّذا وَادي الحَساءِ فَإِنَّهُ
لَو ساءَني وادٍ إِليَّ مُحَبَّبُ
How excellent is the valley of Hassa, for it
If a valley soured for me, is beloved
يا حَبَّذا دَربُ السَّليمِ وَحَبَّذا
ذاكَ القَطينُ بِهِ وَذاكَ المَلعَبُ
How excellent is the road of Salim, and how excellent
Is that small valley through it and that playground
وَعِصابَةٌ فارَقتُهُم لا عَن قِلىً
مِنّي وَلا لي غَيرُ وَالدِهِم أَبُ
And a group of friends I left, not because of any
Enmity from me, and I have none but their fathers as kin
وَكَريمَةُ الطَرفينِ ذِروَةُ وائِلٍ
آباؤُها وَجُدودُها إِذ تُنسَبُ
And the noble-eyed daughter of the summit of Wail
Her forefathers and ancestors when she is attributed
شاطَرتُها شَرخَ الشَبابِ وَماؤُهُ
يَجري وَجَذوَةُ نارِهِ تَتَلَهَّبُ
I shared with her the prime of youth and its water
Flowing, and the blaze of its fire kindling
لا تَحسَبُ الأَيّامَ تُبلي جدَّةً
أَبَداً وَلا بَردُ الشَبيبَةِ يُسلَبُ
Do not think days wear down a new garment
Ever, nor does the cold of youth get stripped away
وَبَعِيدَةٍ الأَقطارِ طامِسَةِ الضُّوى
تِيهاً تَموتُ بِها الظِبا وَالأَرنَبُ
And from far off lands, darkening visions
Wandering, gazelles and hares die in it
يَتشابَهُ الطّرفُ المُجَلّلُ إِن بَدا
في عَينِ سالِكِ جَوِّها وَالثَعلَبُ
Wandering eyes appear similar, if they show
In the eye of a wanderer, and foxes too
أَقحَمتُها شَرجَ النَّجاءِ شِمِلَّةً
أَحَداً يُباريها كمَيتٌ مُذهِبُ
I plunged her into the battle of fighters, covered
By none equaling her, slain ones made absent
ما لي بِها مِن صاحِبٍ إِلّا هُما
وَمُهَنَّدٌ عَضبٌ وَقَلبٌ قُلّبُ
I have with her no friend but worries
And roused, raging heart and restless soul
وَلَقد حَلَبتُ الدَهرَ أشطُرَ نابِهِ
وَعَرَفتُ ما يُبدي وَما يَتَغَيَّبُ
And I have milked fate half of its udder’s milk
And known what it shows and what disappears
فَإِذا مَوَدَّةُ كُلِّ مَن أَصفَيتُهُ
وُدّي لَدى الحاجاتِ بَرقٌ خُلَّبُ
So if the friendship of all those I held dear
Was sincere at times of need, it was deceptive lightning
يا هاجِرَ الأَوطانِ يَطلُبُ ماجِداً
يَلجا إِلَيهِ مِن الزَمانِ وَيَهربُ
O emigrant from homelands, seeking glorious deeds
To resort to against time and escape
اِنزل عَلى الملكِ الَّذي بِفنائِهِ
تُلقى الرِّحالُ وَيَستَريحُ المُتعَبُ
Alight at the kingdom which in its courtyard
Journeys end and the weary rest
اِنزل عَلى البَحرِ الخِضَمِّ فَما بَقى
مَلكٌ سِواهُ بِهِ تُناخُ الأَركُبُ
Alight at the tumultuous sea, for no king remains
Except it, ships anchor at it
اِنزل عَلى الطَّودِ الأَشَمِّ فَإِنَّهُ
حِصنٌ يُحاذِرُهُ الزَمانُ وَيرهبُ
Alight at the lofty mountain, for it
Is a fortress time fears and dreads
اِنزل عَلى النَدبِ الهُمامِ فَما تَرى
أَحَداً سِواهُ إِلى المَكارِمِ يَرغَبُ
Alight at the noble pillars, for you will not see
Anyone but them inclining to virtues
مُتَوَقِّدُ العَزماتِ يُخشى بَأسُهُ
وَيَخافُ صَولَتَهُ الهِزَبرُ الأَغلَبُ
With burning resolves, feared for might
And the roaming lions dread his ferocity
أَمضى مِن الصِّمصامِ عَزماً وَالدِما
تَكسو المَناكِبَ وَالنُفوسُ تُسَلَّبُ
More decisive than arrows moistened with blood
And souls stripped when slaughter wets shoulders
وَالبيضُ في أَيدي الكُماةِ ضِياؤُها
يَطفو مِراراً في الغُبارِ وَيَرسُبُ
His steed is accustomed to wars, as if it
Drinks from the water of warriors' attacks
وَكَأَنَّ أَطرافَ الأَسِنَّةِ أَنجُمٌ
شُهبٌ وَداجي النَّقعِ لَيلٌ غَيهَبُ
It swoops down in battles as the eagle swooped
At the fox's hide when talons grab
في مَعرَكٍ عاثَ الرَدى في أَهلِهِ
فَمُعَفَّرٌ وَمُضَرَّجٌ وَمُقَعضَبُ
No morning shone on a land his horses raided
Except that death in it stood to ask for betrothal
أَلِفَ الحُروبَ جَوادُهُ فَكَأَنَّهُ
مِن ماءِ هاماتِ الفَوارِسِ يَشرَبُ
By God, your worth - which fearless knight are you
And today is a day for steeds tightly saddled
يَهوي اِنقِضاضاً في المكَرِّ كَما هَوى
لِقَنيصَةٍ حَجنُ المَخالِبِ أَشهَبُ
A refuge for the anguished and protection for the hopeful
Who finds hope in him the greatest and most sought
ما صَبَّحَت داراً هَوادي خَيلِهِ
إِلّا وَقامَ المَوتُ فيها يَخطُبُ
He did not refuse sanctuary except his honor
And honor with the virtuous is not gifted away
لِلّهِ دَرُّكَ أَيُّ فارِسِ نَهمَةٍ
وَاليَومُ يَومٌ بِالجِيادِ عَصَبصَبُ
A soul, by my life, gentle and of finer nature
Sweeter than clear, fresh water and more delicious
وَمَلاذِ مَكروبٍ وَعِصمَةٍ آمِلٍ
أَذكى الرَجاءَ بِهِ وَعَزَّ المَطلَبُ
They ransom you, best of kings - a people
Appeared, but when they appeared, they were absent
لَم يُمنَعِ العافونَ إِلّا عِرضَهُ
وَالعِرضُ عِندَ ذَوي النُهى لا يُوهَبُ
If praised, they grew angry at their praiser
Fearing reward, and if blamed, they did not grow angry
نَفسٌ لِعَمري مُرَّةٌ وَخلائِقٌ
أَحلى مِن الماءِ الزُلالِ وَأَعذَبُ
Their wealth atop the sky and their glory
Rising above the summit when sought
يَفديكَ يا خَيرَ المُلوكِ مَعاشِرٌ
ظَهَرُوا وَلَكِن عِندَما ظهرُوا غَبُوا
They made their bodies shields for their possessions
So they became torn apart in the lands and plundered
إِن يُمدَحوا غَضِبُوا عَلى مُدّاحِهِم
خَوفَ الجَزاءِ وَإِن هُجُوا لَم يَغضَبوا
So for that the people said about their fathers
May God make ugly the fatherhood that did not beget them
أَموالُهُم فَوقَ السِماكِ وَجاهُهُم
يَغلو عَلى مُستامِهِ إِذ يُطلَبُ
By God, your worth O Ali - none remains
In this time but you refined
جَعَلوا وِقاءَ حُطامِهم أَعراضَهُم
فَغَدَت تُمَزَّقُ في البِلادِ وَتُنهَبُ
The Ahsa became settled through you, and it
Had quaked with all in it and nearly overturned
فَلِذاكَ قالَ الناسُ في آبائِهم
قَبحَ الإِلَهُ أُبُوَّةً لَم يُنجِبُوا
Had you not shored its cracks and repaired its rifts
The horses of destruction in it would have frolicked
لِلّهِ دَرُّكَ يا عَلِيُّ فَلَم يَعُد
إلّاكَ في هَذا الزَمانِ مُهَذَّبُ
You revived it after death, and after its
Wailers stood lamenting and grieving
أَضحَت بِكَ الأَحساءُ ساكِنَةً وَقَد
رَجَفَت بِمَن فيها وَكادَت تُقلَبُ
And prevented it, after it had been barren,
From being pillaged and plundered in every direction
لَو لَم تَدارَكهَا وَتَرأَب صَدعَها
لَغَدت بِها خَيلُ الهَلاكِ تَوَثَّبُ
And you filled it with justice, and it had become
Oppressed by injustice, homes and dwellings ruined
أَحيَيتها بَعدَ المَماتِ وَبَعدَما
قامَت بَواكيها تَنوحُ وَتَندُبُ
And you removed the harms from it, and for long
Affliction dwelled within it seeping
وَمَنَعتَها مِن بَعدِ ما كانَت سُدىً
في كُلِّ ناحِيةٍ تُغارُ وَتُنهَبُ
Until it is as if you - and the likener is truthful -
Were its Umar, and as if it for you is Yathrib
وَمَلأتَها عَدلاً وَكانَت عُمِّمَت
جَوراً تَغورُ بهِ الدِيّارُ وَتُخرَبُ
The wealthy slept, and before you did not sleep
Fearing oppressions, awake tossing and turning
وَرَفَعتَ عَنها المُؤذِياتِ وَطالَما
راحَ البَلا في جَوِّها يَتَصَبَّبُ
And the poor walked secure at dawn
Reassured, and the wanderer uncovered his face
حَتّى كَأَنَّكَ وَالمُشَبِّهُ صادِقٌ
عُمَرٌ بِها وَكَأَنَّها لَكَ يَثرِبُ
Alas - O father of Mansur - wakeful, raging
Hero for his Ali he envies and resents
نامَ الغَنِيُّ وَكانَ قَبلَكَ لا يَني
خَوفَ المَظالِمِ ساهِراً يَتَقَلَّبُ
Do not incline toward the enemy or obey
The views of those in another's rope who kindle
وَمَشى الفَقيرُ ضُحىً وَهَوَّنَ آمِناً
بِالإِلتِفاتِ وَأَسفَرَ المُتَنَقِّبُ
And disobey the disgraced if he suggests, and do not trust
In creatures, all those you befriend
إِيهاً أَبا المَنصورِ يَقظَة ثائِرٍ
بَطَلٍ لِعَلياهُ يَغارُ وَيَغضَبُ
And know the people - I have tested them
So if true friendship comes from them, it is a scorpion
لا تَركنَنَّ إِلى العُدوِّ وَلا تُطِع
آراءَ مَن في حَبلِ غَيرِكَ يَحطِبُ
And accept the advice of Majid when he distances himself
From you for poor opinion, and he is the closest
وَاِعصَ الذَّليلَ إِذا أَشارَ وَلا تَثِق
في الكائِناتِ بِكُلِّ مَن تَستَصحِبُ
Your noble, generous fathers if they belonged
Their fathers and forefathers when connected
وَاِعلَم بِأَنَّ الناسَ قَد جَرَّبتهُم
فَإِذا صَحيحُ الوُدِّ مِنهُم عَقرَبُ
They left you in every land they settled
A nobility which shines, his mention rising and setting
وَاِقبَل نَصيحَةَ ماجِدٍ بِاعدتَهُ
عَنكُم لِضَعفِ الرَأيِ وَهوَ الأَقرَبُ
Your enemy cozening with his distance
From you with the selves of what is sold and sought
آباؤُكَ الغُرُّ الكِرامُ إِذا اِنتَمَوا
آباؤُهُ وَجُدُودُهُ إِذ تُنسَبُ
The wide-mouthed dogs bark back at your pond
And are driven away as the crow is driven
أَبقى لَكُم في كُلِّ دارٍ حلَّها
شَرَفاً يُشَرِّقُ ذِكرُهُ وَيُغَرِّبُ
And the lion of evil terrifies me in its land
While in yours the fox is insolent with me
يَشري عَدُوُّكُمُ المُداجي بُعدَهُ
عَنكُم بِأَنفَسِ ما يُباعُ وَيُطلَبُ
And with your bow each day I shoot
And with your sword each day I strike
تَرِدُ الكِلابُ الواسِعِيَّةُ حَوضَكُم
وَأُذادُ عَنهُ كَما يُذادُ الأَجرَبُ
And I say what Ibn Murrah said openly
I have no mother if this remains, nor father
وَتُجِلُّني أُسدُ الشَّرى في أَرضِها
وَبِأَرضِكُم يَسطو عَلَيَّ الثَّعلَبُ
For me in God's lands, from those who do not see
My right, there are places to wander as I wish and depart
وَبِقَوسِكُم في كُلِّ يَومٍ أَرتَمي
وَبِسَيفِكُم في كُلِّ يَومٍ أُضرَبُ
So protect my bequest, O Ali, and do not neglect
What you have been entrusted, and soften your severity, I melt
وَأَقولُ ما قالَ اِبنُ مُرَّةَ مُعلِناً
لا أُمَّ لي إِن دامَ ذاكَ وَلا أَبُ
And upon you is the justice you revived
So the supplication of a weeper in darkness is unveiled
لي في بِلادِ اللَّهِ عَمَّن لا يَرى
حَقّي مَراحٌ كَيفَ شِئتُ وَمَذهَبُ
And you remained, settlements secured, supported
As long as a supplicant stands in prayer to bless
فَاِحفَظ وِصاتي يا عَلِيُّ وَلا تُضِع
ما قَد وُليتَ فَحولَ شاتِكَ أَذؤُبُ
وَعَلَيكَ بِالعَدلِ الَّذي أَحيَيتَهُ
فَدُعاءِ باكٍ في الدُجى لا يُحجَبُ
وَبَقيتَ مَعمورَ الجَنابِ مُؤَيّداً
ما قامَ داعٍ بِالصَّلاةِ يُثَوِّبُ