وَعالِمَةٍ وَقَد جَهِلَت دَوائي
بِلا جَهلٍ وَقَد عَلِمَت بِدائي
And a knowing woman, yet ignorant of my cure,
not through ignorance, for she knows my illness.
يَموتُ بِها المُتَيَّمُ كُلَّ يَومٍ
عَلى فَوتِ المَواعِدِ وَاللِقاءِ
The lover enthralled by her dies each day
over missed trysts and meetings.
لَها ثَغرٌ وَمُبتَسِمٌ وَريقٌ
يَنوبُ عَنِ المُعَتَّقَةِ الطِلاءِ
She has a mouth, a smile, and saliva
that takes the place of aged, thickened wine.
وَطَرفٌ ساحِرٌ غَنِجٌ كَحيلٌ
وَوَجهٌ لَيسَ يُنكَرُ لِلضِياءِ
And an enchanting gaze, coquettish and kohl-darkened,
and a face whose radiance cannot be denied.
فَبوؤسى لِلكَئيبِ بِها إِذا ما
بَدَت تَختالُ في حُسنِ الرُواءِ
So woe to the man sorrowing for her whenever
she appears, strutting in her beautiful bearing.
كَأَنَّ لَها عَلى قَلبي رَقيباً
مِنَ الصَدِّ المُبَرِّحِ وَالجَفاءِ
It is as though she has a watchman over my heart,
made of agonizing rejection and estrangement.
وَلَوعاتُ الهَوى هُنَّ اللَواتي
دَعَونَكَ لِلبُلابِلِ وَالغِناءِ
And love's burning pangs are those
that summoned you to anguish and song.
وَطَيفٍ طافَ بي سَحَراً فَأَذكى
حَرارَةَ لَوعَتي وَجَوى حَشائي
And a phantom visited me before dawn and fanned
the heat of my longing and the anguish in my breast.
وَفي طَيفِ الخَيالِ شِفا المُعَنّى
وَرِيُّ الصادِياتِ مِنَ الظَماءِ
And in a dream's phantom lies the tormented one's cure,
and the quenching of those parched with thirst.
وَلَكِنّي أَشَدُّهُمُ غَراماً
وَأَكثَرُهُم أَصانيفَ البَلاءِ
But I am the most deeply lovesick of them,
and suffer the greatest variety of afflictions.
يَقولُ لِيَ العَذولُ وَلَيسَ يَدري
بِأَنَّ اللَومَ مِن شِيَعِ الخَناءِ
The reproacher tells me, not knowing
that reproach is among the allies of foul speech:
أَجِدَّكَ كَم تُغَرِّرُكَ الأَماني
وَتَطرَحُكَ المَطامِعُ بِالعَراءِ
In earnest, how often do hopes endanger you,
and ambitions cast you onto bare ground?
وَأَنتَ مُشَرِّقٌ في غَيرِ عَزمٍ
وَأَنتَ مُغَرِّبٌ عَن غَيرِ راءِ
You head east without resolve,
and you head west without counsel.
فَقُلتُ الدَهرُ يَطلِبُني بِثَأرٍ
وَأَيّامُ الحَوادِثِ بِالدِماءِ
I said: Time pursues me for vengeance,
and the days of calamity demand my blood.
وَما لِلحُرِّ في بَلَدٍ مُقامٌ
إِذا قامَ الأَديبُ مَعَ العَياءِ
And a noble man has no abiding place in a land
where the cultivated man ranks alongside the inept.
وَهَل جُرحٌ يُرَبُّ بِغَيرِ آسٍ
وَهَل غَرسٌ يَطولُ بِغَيرِ ماءِ
Can a wound be tended without a healer,
and can a sapling grow tall without water?
غَريتُ بِأَربَعٍ بيدٍ وَعَنسٍ
وَلَيلٍ دامِسٍ وَرَحيلِ ناءِ
I am bound to four things: deserts, a sturdy she-camel,
a pitch-dark night, and a far-ranging journey.
وَلَولا أَحمَدٌ وَنَدى يَدَيهِ
لَباتَ المُعتَفونَ عَلى الطَواءِ
Were it not for Ahmad and his hands' generosity,
the seekers of bounty would spend the night hungry.
أَبو بَكرٍ فَكَم آسى جَريحاً
وَكَم عَمَّ الأَعِلّا بِالشِفاءِ
Abu Bakr—how many a wounded man he has healed,
and how often he has brought healing to all the sick!
فَتىً في كَفِّهِ أَبَداً فُراتٌ
يَفيضُ عَلى الرِجالِ مَعَ النِساءِ
A youth with an everlasting Euphrates in his palm,
overflowing upon men and women alike.
فَتىً ناديهِ مَكرُمَةٌ وَفَخرٌ
لِأَربابِ المَفاخِرِ وَالعَلاءِ
A youth whose assembly is an honor and a source of pride
for the lords of glory and exalted rank.
رَأى حَوزَ الثَناءِ أَجَلَّ كَسباً
وَحَسبُ المَرءِ مَكسَبَةُ الثَناءِ
He deemed the winning of praise the noblest gain,
and earning praise is enough for a man.
وَلَم يَكُ واعِداً وَعداً كَذوباً
وَلا قُوَلٌ يَقولُ بِلا وَفاءِ
He has never made a lying promise,
nor is he a mere talker whose words lack fulfillment.
هُوَ الخِلُّ الوَدودُ لِكُلِّ خِلٍّ
يَدومُ عَلى المَوَدَّةِ وَالإِخاءِ
He is the loving friend of every friend,
remaining constant in affection and brotherhood.
هُوَ البَحرُ الَّذي حُدِّثتَ عَنهُ
هُوَ الغَيثُ المُغيثُ مِنَ السَماءِ
He is the sea of which you have been told;
he is the saving rain from the sky.
لَهُ الأَخلاقُ أَخلاقُ المَعالي
وَآياتُ المُروءَةِ وَالسَخاءِ
He has virtues—the virtues of greatness—
and the marks of noble character and generosity.
أَبا بَكرٍ بَنَيتَ بِناءَ طَولٍ
مِنَ الإِحسانِ لَيسَ مِنَ البِناءِ
Abu Bakr, you have built an edifice of bounty,
out of kindness, not of masonry.
فَلا زالَت نُجومُكَ طالِعاتٍ
عَلى رَغمِ الحَواسِدِ وَالعِداءِ
May your stars never cease to rise,
in spite of the envious and the hostile,
فَتَبلُغُ فيهِ أَقصى كُلِّ حالٍ
تُقَدِّرُ نَيلَهُ في الإِنتِهاءِ
so that through it you reach the utmost of every station
that you envisage attaining in the end.
وَكَم عانَيتُ قَبلَكَ مِن جَميلٍ
قَبيحِ الفِعلِ عِندَ الإِجتِداءِ
And how many a handsome man I endured before you,
ugly in his conduct when asked for bounty!
مَعاشِرُ مالَهُم خُلُقٌ وَلَكِن
لَهُم نِعَمٌ تَدُلُّ عَلى الرَخاءِ
People with no good character, yet
they have riches that testify to prosperity.
تَعودُ وُجوهُهُم سوداً إِذا ما
نَزَلتُ بِهِم لِمَدحٍ أَو جَداءِ
Their faces turn black whenever
I visit them to offer praise or seek a gift.
فِداؤُكَ مِنهُمُ مَن لَيسَ يَدري
وَيَعلَمُ كَيفَ مَدحي مِن هِجائي
May those among them be your ransom who cannot discern
or understand how my praise differs from my satire.
فَعِش بِسَلامَةٍ وَاِنعَم هَنيئاً
بِطولِ العُمرِ في عِزِّ البَقاءِ
So live in safety, and enjoy untroubled delight
with long life in the dignity of enduring years.
وَلا زالَت سِنوكَ عَلَيكَ تَجري
بِإِنعامٍ يَتِمُّ بِلا اِنقِضاءِ
And may your years keep flowing over you
with blessings perfected without end.
وَإِنَّ وَسيلَتي وَأَجَلَّ مَتّي
إِلَيكَ بِحَقِّ أَصحابِ الإِساءِ
Indeed, my means of approach and my strongest bond
to you rest on the claim of those who heal.
وَأَنتَ فَعارِفٌ سَلَفي وَجَدّي
فَقيهُ الأَرضِ في حَشدِ المُلاءِ
And you know my forebears; my grandfather
is the land's jurist amid the throng of notables.
وَأَعمامي فَقَد عُدُوا قَديماً
مِنَ العُظَماءِ أَهلِ الإِعتِلاءِ
And my uncles have long been counted
among the great, the men of exalted rank.
وُجودُكَ كُلُّهُ حَسَنُ وَلَكِن
أَجَلُّ الجودِ حُسنُ الإِبتِداءِ
And all your generosity is good, but
the noblest generosity is a gracious beginning.
Sol 6.1