أَرادَ سُلُوّاً عَن سُلَيمى وَعَن هِندِ
فَغالَبَهُ غَيُّ السَفاهِ عَلى الرُشدِ
He sought release from love of Sulayma and of Hind,
but wayward folly overpowered him, defeating sound judgment.
وَأَضحى جَنيباً لِلمَطالِ مُجانِباً
لِناصِحِهِ في الغَيِّ طَوعاً لِمَن يُردى
Through procrastination he became estranged, shunning
his sincere counselor amid error, yet obeying whoever leads him to ruin.
إِذا باكَرَتهُ غادِياتُ هُمومِهِ
أَراحَ عَلَيها الراحَ حَمراءَ كَالوَردِ
Whenever the morning visitations of his cares came early,
he poured red wine over them, red as roses.
كَأَنَّ سَناها بِالعَشِيِّ لِشَربِها
تَبَلُّجُ عيسى حينَ يَلفُظُ بِالوَعدِ
As though its evening radiance, when it is drunk,
were Isa’s radiant face when he utters a promise.
كَأَن نَعَمٌ في فيهِ حينَ يَقولُها
مُجاجَةُ مِسكٍ بانَ في ذائِبِ الشُهدِ
As though the “yes” in his mouth whenever he says it
were a mouth-drop of musk, gleaming in melted honey.
لَهُ ضِحكَةٌ عِندَ النَوالِ كَأَنَّها
تَباشيرَ بَرقٍ بَعدَ بُعدٍ مِنَ العَهدِ
When he bestows, his laughter is as though it were
the first glad gleams of lightning after it has long been unseen.
تَذَكَّرتُ أَيّاماً مَضى لي نَعيمُها
بِتَقديمِهِ إيّايَ في الهَزلِ وَالجِدِّ
I remembered days whose happiness has passed from me,
when he preferred me, in jest and in earnest.
أَصولُ عَلى دَهري كَصَولَةِ فَضلِهِ
عَلى عَدَمِ الراجينَ بِالبَذلِ وَالرِفدِ
I would assail Fate with an onslaught like that of his bounty
upon supplicants’ want—through generous giving and aid.
فَغَيَّرَ مِنهُ القَلبَ عَن حُسنِ رَأيِهِ
أَكاذيبُ جاءَت مِن لَئيمٍ وَمِن وَغدِ
Then lies turned his heart from the good opinion he had of me—
lies brought by an ignoble man, by a base wretch.
تَغَنَّمَ مِنّي غَيبَتي وَحُضورَهُ
وَأَن لَيسَ لي مِن دونِ مَرماهُ مِن رَدِّ
He seized as an advantage against me my absence and his presence,
and the fact that I had no means to repel him before he attained his aim.
فَإِن يَكُ جُرمُ كانَ أَو هَفوَةٌ خَلَت
فَإِنَّكَ أَعلى مِن خَطايَ وَمِن عَمدي
If some offense occurred, or some lapse has gone by,
you stand too high for either my inadvertent error or my deliberate wrong.
وَمَن مَلَكَت كَفّاهُ مَن كانَ مُذنِباً
فَقُدرَتُهُ تُنسي وَتَذهَبُ بِالحِقدِ
Whoever holds a guilty man in his two hands—
his power makes the offense forgotten and sweeps rancor away.
فَشُكري مَتابي وَاِعتِذاري وَسيلَتي
وَما قَدَّمَت كَفّاكَ مِن مِنَّةٍ عِندي
Thus my gratitude is my repentance, my apology my means of appeal,
and whatever favor your two hands bestowed remains with me.
وَإِن كانَ شِعري جاءَ بِالعُذرِ قاصِداً
فَما كانَ ذَنبي بِاِعتِمادٍ وَلا قَصدِ
Though my verse has come deliberately bearing an apology,
my offense was neither deliberate nor intended.
Sol 5.6