أَيُّ نَدىً بَينَ الثَرى وَالجَبوبِ
وَسُؤدُدٍ لَدنٍ وَرَأيٍ صَليبِ
What bounty lies between the moist soil and the hard earth!
What pliant nobility, and what unbending judgment!
يابنَ أَبي رِبعِيٍّ اِستُقبِلَت مِن
يَومِكَ الدُنيا بِيَومٍ عَصيبِ
O son of Abū Rubayyiʿ, from
your death-day the world faced a day of anguish.
شَقَّ جُيوباً مِن رِجالٍ لَوِ اِسطا
عوا لَشَقّوا ما وَراءَ الجُيوبِ
It tore the collars of men who, had they been able,
would have torn what lay beyond the collars.
كُنتَ عَلى البُعدِ قَريباً فَقَد
صِرتَ عَلى قُربِكَ غَيرَ القَريبِ
Though far away, you were near; and now,
despite your nearness, you are no longer near.
راحَت وُفودُ الأَرضِ عَن قَبرِهِ
فارِغَةَ الأَيدي مِلاءَ القُلوبِ
The delegations of every land departed from his grave
empty-handed, their hearts brimful.
قَد عَلِمَت ما رُزِئَت إِنَّما
يُعرَفُ فَقدُ الشَمسِ بَعدَ الغُروبِ
Now you know what a loss you have suffered; for only
after sunset is the loss of the sun understood.
إِذا البَعيدُ الوَطَنِ اِنتابَهُ
حَلَّ إِلى نَهيٍ وَجِزعٍ خَصيبِ
Whenever a traveler whose homeland was far away came to him,
he alighted beside a pool and a fertile valley bend.
أَدنَتهُ أَيدي العيسِ مِن ساحَةٍ
كَأَنَّها مَسقَطُ رَأسِ الغَريبِ
The forelegs of the pale camels brought him near a courtyard
as though it were the stranger’s birthplace.
أَظلَمَتِ الآمالُ مِن بَعدِهِ
وَعُرِّيَت مِن كُلِّ حُسنٍ وَطيبِ
Hopes darkened after him
and were stripped of every beauty and sweetness.
كانَت خُدوداً صُقِلَت بُرهَةً
فَاليَومَ صارَت مَألَفاً لِلشُحوبِ
They had been cheeks, burnished for a time;
today they have become the dwelling place of pallor.
كَم حاجَةٍ صارَت رَكوباً بِهِ
وَلَم تَكُن مِن قَبلِهِ بِالرَكوبِ
How many a need became a mount through him,
though before him it had not been fit to ride.
حَلَّ عُقالَيها كَما أَطلَقَت
مِن عُقَدِ المُزنَةِ ريحُ الجَنوبِ
He loosed its two hobbles, just as
the south wind looses rain from the raincloud’s knots.
إِذا تَيَمَّمناهُ في مَطلَبٍ
كانَ قَليباً أَو رِشاءَ القَليبِ
Whenever we sought him in pursuit of some request,
he was a well—or the well’s own rope.
وَنِعمَةٍ مِنهُ تَسَربَلتُها
كَأَنَّها طُرَّةُ ثَوبٍ قَشيبِ
And many a favor of his I donned like a robe,
as though it were the bright border of a new garment.
Sol 5.6