سمو كما تهدى على العجم والعرب
فما أحد يسمو إلى السبعة الشهب
An exaltation such as is bestowed upon non-Arabs and Arabs,
You rise high over non-Arabs and Arabs alike,
for no one rises to the seven shining stars.
None can rise to the level of the seven planets.
وما خلعوا إلا سناك على الحلى
كما لاح نور البدر في خلل السحب
And they bestowed nothing but your radiance upon the jewels,
They took off no finery but to emulate you,
as the full moon’s light shone through gaps in the clouds.
As moonlight gleamed through the clouds' gaps.
لا يقظت طرف الشعر من سنة الكرى
وأنقذت أهل الفضل من سن الجدب
You did not awaken poetry’s eye from the drowsiness of sleep,
You revived poetry from its deep slumber,
and you rescued people of merit from drought’s fang.
And saved the learned from the year of drought.
وأقبلت في تلك الملابس طالعاً
طلوع أخيك البدر ليلاً على الركب
And you came forth in those garments, rising,
You emerged in those robes rising
as your brother, the full moon, rises by night above the caravan.
Like your brother moon rises at night over the caravan.
فما كان إلا زينة الكأس بالطلا
يقيناً وألا زينة الجسم بالقلب
For it was nothing but the goblet’s adornment with wine,
So it was naught but decor for the cup with wine,
assuredly—and behold, the body is adorned by the heart.
Or truly decor for the body with heart.
لقد عرف الأعداء فضلك فيهم
وهيهات أن يخشى الصباح من الحجب
The enemies have surely recognized your excellence among them,
The enemies recognized your superiority over them,
and far be it from dawn to fear the veils.
Alas, how can dawn fear the clouds?
تجود بما تحوي يداك سماحة
وهل عادة الغيث الهتون سوى الكسب
You freely give what your two hands hold, out of generosity;
You give generously what your hands contain,
and is pouring rain’s custom anything but gain?
Does pouring rain have a habit other than to irrigate?
فمهلاً فإن المال يشكو من النوى
وصفحاً فإن الشعر يخشى من العتب
So ease up, for wealth complains of parting;
Take your time, for property complains of intention,
and show forgiveness, for poetry fears reproach.
And pardon, for poetry fears your reproach.
وأصبحت قطباً للمالك كلها
ومسرى النجوم الطالعات على القطب
And you have become a pole for the possessor of them all,
You became the axis for all the angels,
and the rising stars take their course around the pole.
And the path of rising stars over the celestial pole.
فما سلك الأملاك نهجاً من الندى
بغير دليل منك في البعد والقرب
For the kings have followed no path of generosity
The angels took no course of dew
without a guide from you, both far and near.
Without your guidance in distance and proximity.
تهيم إلى إسداء ما أنت مالك
هيام الفتى الصادي إلى البارد العذب
You yearn to bestow what you possess,
You yearn to grant what you possess,
like a thirsty youth’s longing for cool, sweet water.
Like a virile youth yearning for fresh cool water.
وتحلو بعينيك العطايا وبذلها
كما يحسن المحبوب في ناظر الصب
And gifts and their bestowal are sweet in your eyes,
Giving and generosity taste sweet to your eyes,
as the beloved looks beautiful in the ardent lover’s eye.
As the beloved looks beautiful in the eyes of the smitten.
إليك صفي الدين رفعت منطقي
إلى النائل الفياض والمنزل الرحب
To you, Safi al-Din, I have raised my speech,
To you I raised my eloquence,
to the overflowing bounty and the spacious abode.
To the abundantly giving and spacious abode.
ونزهته عن جاهل بمكانه
وما حاجة النكس الجبان إلى العضب
And I kept it away from one ignorant of its worth;
And I extolled you above an ignorant fool,
and what need has a cowardly weakling for a keen sword?
For what need has a cowardly dullard for glory?
Sol 6.1