السحر فيكَ وَفيكَ مِن أَسبابه
دَعة المدل بِعَبقري شَبابه
The magic is in you, and in you lie some of its causes.
The ease of one proud of his brilliant youth.
يا مَعهدي وَمَحط عَهد صِباي مِن
دار تَطرُق عَن شَباب نابه
O my school, where the days of my childhood came to rest,
A house that speaks of gifted youth.
قسم البَقاء إِلَيكَ في أَقداره
مَن شادَ مَجدك في قَديم كِتابه
He who built your glory in his ancient book
Decreed lasting life for you among his destinies.
وَأَفاضَ فيكَ مِن الهَدي آياته
وَمِن الهَوى وَالسحر ملء نِصابه
And poured into you verses of guidance,
And a full measure of love and magic.
اليَوم يَدفَعُني الحَنين فَأَنثنى
وَلهان مُضطَرِبا إِلى أَعتابِهِ
Today longing drives me, and I turn back
Ardent and trembling, toward its threshold.
سَبق الهَوى عَيني في مِضماره
وَجَرى وَأَجفَل خاطِري مِن بابة
Longing outran my eyes upon its course,
And sped on; my thoughts startled at its gate.
وَدَعت غَض صِباي تَحتَ ظِلاله
وَدَفنت بيض سني في مِحرابه
I bade my tender childhood farewell beneath its shade,
And buried my bright years within its sanctuary.
وَلَقيت مِن عنت الزيود مَشاكِلاً
وَبَكيت مِن عمرو وَمِن أَعرابه
I met difficulties from the vexing Zayds,
And wept over Amr and his grammatical inflections.
نَضرت فَجرسني مِن أَندائِهِ
وَاِشتَرَت ملء يَديء مِن أَعنابِهِ
The dawn of my years grew fresh with its dews,
And my hands gathered their fill of its grapes.
رَفع الشَباب إِلَيكَ مِن أَقلامِهِ
عَمدا مركزة عَلى آدابِهِ
The young raised toward you, from their pens,
Pillars firmly planted upon your teachings.
وَتَسابَقوا لِلمَجد فيكَ وَكُلنا
علق بِحَق المَجد مِن طُلابه
They raced toward glory within you, and all of us
Were rightly counted among its seekers.
حَتّى يَكون المَجد وَهُوَ مصوح
في الأَرض مُنقَلب عَلى أَعقابه
So that glory, even as it withers
And turns upon its heels on earth,
صُوراً مُوَثَقة العَرى في ناشيء
حدث مُصورة عَلى أَعصابِهِ
May remain as images firmly bound within a young person,
Imprinted upon his nerves.
وَالمَجد أَجدَر بِالشَباب وَأَنما
لِلناس موجدة عَلى أَصحابه
Glory is more fitting for the young, and indeed
People bear resentment toward those who possess it.
هُوَ مَعهَدي وَلَئن حَفظت صَنيعه
فَأَنا اِبن سرحته الَّذي غَنى بِهِ
It is my school; though I remember what it gave me,
I am a son of its grove, the one who sang of it.
فَأَعيذ ناشئة التُقى أَن يرجفوا
بِفَتى يَمت إِلَيهِ في احسابه
I seek to shield its pious young from spreading rumors
About a young man who counts himself among its own.
ما زِلت أَكبَر في الشَباب وَأَغتَدي
وَأَروح بَينَ بخ وَيا مَرحى بِهِ
I kept growing among the young, going out each morning
And evening amid cries of ‘Bravo!’ and ‘Welcome to him!’
حَتّى رَميت وَلَستُ أَول كَوكَب
نَفس الزَمان عَلَيهِ فَضل شِهابه
Until I was struck; I am not the first star
Upon which time has cast the excess of its meteors.
قالوا وَارجفت النُفوس وَأَوجفت
هَلَعاً وَهاجَ وَماجَ قُسور غابه
They spoke; souls trembled and raced
In fear, and the lion of its forest surged and roared.
كفر اِبن يوسف مِن شَقي وَأَعتَدي
وَبَغى وَلَستُ بِعابئ أَو آبه
‘Ibn Yusuf has disbelieved, gone astray, and transgressed!’
‘He has rebelled!’ Yet I neither heed nor care.
وَلَو ان فَوق المَوت مِن مُتلمس
لِلمَرء مد إِلَي مِن أَسبابه
Even if, beyond death, someone seeking a man
Extended toward me some of its means.
Sol 6