وَحُوشِيَ أَن يُقالَ لَها عِتابي
وَمَن ذا يُسمِعُ الصُمَّ الدُعاءَ
I shrink from having my reproach spoken to them.
Who can make the deaf hear a plea?
وَهَبكَ نَسيتَ كُلَّ يَدٍ لِقَصدي
عَلى العَليا فَهَل تَنسى الثَناءَ
Suppose you forgot every favor that helped my striving
toward the heights; could you forget the praise?
بَلَغتُ بِكَ الثَرى أَيّامَ عَتبٍ
وَأَيّامَ الرِضا نِلتُ السَماءَ
Through you I reached the earth in days of reproach,
and in days of favor I attained the sky.
إِذا جازَيتَ مُحسِنَةً بِحُسنى
فَما يَعتَدُّهُ إِلّا وَفاءَ
If you repay a kindness with kindness,
he counts it only as repayment.
فَأَينَ الفَضلُ يَوماً يا أَباهُ
إِذا قالوا أَساءَ بِمَن أَساءَ
Then where is generosity, my lord,
if people say you answered wrong with wrong?
وَكَم خَلَقَ العِذارُ عَلَيكَ حُبّاً
وَمِن عُجبٍ بِهِ سَحَبَ الرِداءَ
How often the first down upon the cheek has worn out love for you,
and, proud of it, dragged its cloak along.
وَتَملَأُ قَلبَهُ فَيَفيضُ عَتباً
كَما قَد يَملَأُ القَطرُ الإِناءَ
You fill his heart until reproach overflows,
as rain may fill a vessel.
فَإِن عُوِّضتُ مِن وَصلٍ صُدوداً
وَإِن بُدِّلتُ مِن لُطفٍ جَفاءَ
If I am given avoidance in place of closeness,
and harshness in place of gentleness,
فَلا نَسِيَ النَدى لَمّا نَسِيهِ
بِهِ وَصلاً وَلا قَطَعَ النِداءَ
may generosity never forget him when he forgets it
as a bond, nor cut off its call.
وَيَسمَعُ عاذِليهِ بِغَيرِ قَلبٍ
وَيَأبى فيكُمُ إِلّا الإِباءَ
He hears those who blame him with an unheeding heart,
and in your case will yield only to refusal.
وَيَنتَظِرُ التَقاضي لَو نَظَرتُم
فَيُخلِفُهُ وَيَنتَظِرُ القَضاءَ
He waits for payment, if you would consider him;
it fails him, and he waits for judgment.
تَحَكَّم كَيفَ شِئتَ بِقَلبِ عَبدٍ
تَحَكَّمَ في المُنى بِكَ كَيفَ شاءَ
Rule as you wish over the heart of a servant
who has let you rule his wishes as you please.
فَلا وَاللَهِ لا نَظَرَت سِواكُمُ
وَإِن فاضَت لِعَتبِكُمُ دِماءَ
No, by God, may these eyes never look upon anyone but you,
even if they stream blood at your reproach.
فَإِن يُطلِع رِضاكَ عِشايَ صُبحاً
فَإِنَّ السُخطَ أَطلَعَهُ عِشاءَ
If your favor brings dawn to my evening,
your displeasure has made it evening.
وَأُقسِمُ لا أَزالُ لَقَىً إِلى أَن
يُبيحَ اللَهُ لي مِنكُم لِقاءَ
I swear I shall remain cast down until
God grants me a meeting with you.
إِذا اِحتَفَلَ النُهى في نَهيِ وَجدي
أَبى إِلّا اِنتِهاكاً لا اِنتِهاءَ
When reason gathers to forbid my passion,
it insists on transgression, never an end.
ذَكَرتُ عُلاكُمُ في كُلِّ حالٍ
وَكُنتُم عِندَها أَعلى عَلاءَ
I recalled your lofty rank in every state,
and in each you stood at the greatest height.
فَمَجدُكُمُ إِذا سُحُبٌ تَعالَت
وَبِشرُكُمُ إِذا بَدرٌ تَراءى
Your glory is like clouds rising high,
and your smile like a full moon appearing.
وَجودُكُمُ إِذا غَيثٌ تَدانى
وَقَدرُكُمُ إِذا نَجمٌ تَناءى
Your generosity is like rain drawing near,
and your rank like a star far away.
وَخَيلُكُمُ إِذا ظُلَمٌ أَجَنَّت
وَنَصرُكُمُ إِذا صُبحٌ أَضاءَ
Your horses are like darkness closing in,
and your victory like dawn shining.
أَلا لِلَهِ مِنكَ يَدٌ أَفادَت
عَطاءً سِرُّهُ أَمسى غِطاءَ
What a hand of yours God has bestowed,
giving so much that its secret became a veil.
يُشَبِّهُ عُذرُهُ الإِحسانَ ذَنباً
فَما تَدري أَأَحسَنَ أَم أَساءَ
Its apology makes a kindness seem a fault,
so one cannot tell whether it did good or ill.
وَأَحسَنُ مَنظَرٍ في الأَرضِ عِندي
تَواضُعُهُ وَقَد بَلَغَ السَماءَ
The loveliest sight on earth to me
is his humility, though he has reached the sky.
أَلا لِلَهِ فيكَ يَمينُ جودٍ
صَحِبنا صَيفَها أَبَداً شِتاءَ
What a generous right hand is yours:
we have known its summer as winter always.
يَسيرُ أَمامَها جَيشُ المَعاني
إِذا هَزَّت مِنَ القَلَمِ اللِواءَ
An army of meanings marches before it
when it waves the pen like a banner.
وَكَم هَرَبَت مَطالِبُنا حَياءً
فَناداها نَداها لا نَجاءَ
How often our requests fled out of shame,
but his generosity called them back: there is no escape.
هُوَ السَيفُ الَّذي مِنهُ اِستَفادَت
سُيوفُ بَني الوَغىذاكَ المَضاءَ
He is the sword from which
the swords of warriors learned their sharpness.
وَلَمّا أَرخَصَ الأَحرارَ دَهرٌ
تَغالَت فيهُمُ وَغَلَت شِراءَ
When an age made free men cheap,
you held them dear and paid dearly for them.
فَأَمّا نَفعُ ذا فَأَطالَ مُكثاً
وَأَمّا سَيلُ ذا فَمَضى جُفاءَ
As for this one's benefit, it endured,
while that one's flood passed away as refuse.
فَلا عَدِموا الرَخاءَ بِهِ وَأَمّا
شِراهُ لَهُم فَلا عَدِمَ الغَلاءَ
May they never lack ease through him; and as for
his purchase of them, may it never lose its high price.
وَأَبقى ما وَهَبتُ لَكُم بَياني
وَكَم ذَهَبَ الهِباتُ فَناً هَباءَ
The most lasting gift I gave you is my verse,
while so many gifts have vanished into dust.
وَيُعطي يَومَهُ وَغَداً وَأَمساً
وَمَسأَلَةً وَعَوداً وَاِبتِداءَ
He gives his today, tomorrow, and yesterday,
whether asked, after a promise, or on his own initiative.
يُشَمِّرُ لِلعُلا عَن ساقِ حُرٍّ
وَلا يَثني وِسادَتَهُ اِتِّكاءَ
He bares a free man's leg to strive for the heights,
and never folds his cushion to recline.
مَتى كانَ المَديحُ لَكُم كِفاءً
وَمَن يَعتَدُّهُ لَكُمُ وَفاءَ
When could praise ever be enough for you?
Who would count it as adequate repayment?
وَكَم أَورَدتَها بيضاً ظِماءً
وَكَم أَصدَرتَها حُمراً رِواءَ
How often you led them in, white and thirsty,
and brought them out red and sated.
وَكَم أَطلَعتَ مِن لَمعٍ صَباحاً
وَكَم أَرجَعتَ مِن نَقعٍ عِشاءَ
How often you brought morning out of flashing blades,
and brought evening back from battle dust.
إِلَيكَ أَزُفُّها أَبَهى عَروسٍ
فَلا عَدِمَ البَنينَ وَلا الرِفاءَ
To you I bring it like the loveliest bride:
may sons and good fortune never fail you.
وَأَينَ الدُرُّ مِنهُ وَهوَ قِدماً
إِذا وَجَدَ السَنا عَدِمَ السَناءَ
What is the pearl beside it? From of old,
when it finds brilliance, it lacks true splendor.
مَلَأتَ يَدي فَدَيتُ يَدَيكَ مالاً
فَأَصبحَ في فَمي إِن لُمتُ ماءَ
You filled my hands with wealth—may I ransom yours—
so that, if I reproach you, my mouth fills with water.
وَها أَنا قَد فَزِعتُ إِلى طَبيبٍ
وَجَدتُ بِهِ عَلى اليَأسِ الشِفاءَ
Here I am, having fled to a physician
in whom, despite despair, I found a cure.
أَلا فَلتَعلَمِ الأَيّامُ أنِّي
بلغتُ به من الأرض السماءَ
Let the days know
that through him I rose from earth to sky.
ولو سقط التفاضلُ في عقولٍ
لَكَانَ الناسُ كُلُّهُمُ سَواءَ
If distinctions were lost from people's minds,
then all people would be equal.
إذا اِتَّشَحَت سُيوفُهُمُ بِأَيدٍ
رَأَيتَ الداءَ قَد سَكَنَ الدَواءَ
When their swords are girded on by hands,
you see the disease lodged in the cure.
دَعِ الكَذِبَينِ في قَولٍ وَفِعلٍ
فَإِنّي قَد رَأَيتُهُما سَواءَ
Leave the two kinds of falsehood, in speech and deed;
I have found them alike.
فَيُسْمَى الكِذبُ في قَولٍ مُحالا
وَيُسمَى الكِذبُ في فِعلٍ رِياءَ
Falsehood in speech is called an impossibility,
and falsehood in action is called hypocrisy.
وَلا تَحزَن لِمَن أَولاكَ حُزناً
وَلا تَأسَ عَلى خَلقٍ أَساءَ
Do not grieve for one who has brought you grief,
and do not mourn a person who has done wrong.
وَلا تُتبِعهُ مِن قَلبٍ ضِراماً
وَلا تُتبِعهُ مِن عَينٍ بُكاءَ
Do not follow him with fire from your heart,
or follow him with tears from your eyes.
وَلا تَقصُر عَلى الآثارِ عَيناً
بِها شَقِيَت فَتُشبِهَها عَفاءَ
Do not fix your gaze upon the traces
that have made it suffer, until it resembles their erasure.
وَلي نَفسٌ وَإِن عَزَّت حَبيباً
مِنَ الدُنيا فَما عَزَّت عَزاءَ
I have a soul that, though it has lost a dear one
from this world, has not lost its power of consolation.
وَهَب أَنّي طَبيبُ الهَمِّ يَبقى
فَكَيفَ أَظُنُّ أَن أَبقى بَقاءَ
Suppose I am a physician of grief: it remains.
How, then, could I suppose that I shall remain forever?
عَرَفتُ الدَهرَ لَيتَ العِلمَ جَهلٌ
فَلا يَأساً يُديمُ وَلا رَخاءَ
I have learned what time is; would that knowledge were ignorance.
It sustains neither despair nor prosperity.
فَلا يَغرُركَ ماءٌ في وُجوهٍ
فَإِنَّ الرَأيَ ما سَكَنَ الرُواءَ
So do not be deceived by the freshness of faces,
for judgment lies beneath outward beauty.
فَرُبَّ صَدىً حَكاهُ السَمعُ صَوتاً
وَلامِعَةٍ رَآها الطَرفُ ماءَ
An echo may be taken by the ear for a voice,
and a gleam by the eye for water.
وَجَدنا في القَناعَةِ أَيَّ مُلكٍ
بِها الفُقَراءُ توجَدُ أَغنِياءَ
What sovereignty we found in contentment:
through it, the poor are found to be rich.
فَلا أَرضٌ شَكَت خُطُواتِ رِجلي
رَواحاً في الطِلابِ وَلا اِغتِداءَ
No land has complained of my footsteps,
going out or setting forth in pursuit.
وَلا أَخشى مِنَ الأَيّامِ مَطلاً
وَلا أَرجو إِلى الدُنيا اِقتِضاءَ
I fear no delay from the days,
nor do I seek to collect a debt from the world.
وَإِنّي وَالمَطامِعُ مومِضاتٌ
بَوارِقُها لِأَستَحيي الحَياءَ
Though desires flash with lightning,
I am ashamed even to feel shame before their flashes.
وَجِئتُ مُقَدَّماً فيهِ أَخيراً
وَأَحمى الجَيشِ مَن يَمشي وَراءَ
I came last among them, yet in the foremost place;
the bravest in an army is the one who walks behind.
لِحِفظِ الماءِ في صَفَحاتِ وَجهي
أُريقُ على صَفائِحِها الذَماءَ
To preserve the water of honor on the pages of my face,
I spill blood upon the blades.
أَفادَك أَن تُقَلِّبَها قُلوباً
فَلَيت هَوىً وَأَفئِدَةً هَواءَ
It taught you to turn them over as hearts;
would that passion and hearts were mere air.
أَرى خُرقَ العَطايا مِنكَ حَزماً
وَغاياتِ التَواضُعِ كِبرِياءَ
I see your lavish giving as sound judgment,
and the furthest reaches of humility as pride.
بَقيتَ لَنا عَلى كَدَرِ اللَيالي
تُعاطينا عَلى الكَدَرِ الصَفاءِ
May you remain with us amid the night's troubles,
offering us clarity amid its murk.
وَتورِدُنا عَلى الظلماءِ بِشراً
يُبَدِّلُ حَيرَةَ الأَمَلِ اِهتِداءَ
You bring us a cheerful welcome through the darkness
that turns bewildered hope into guidance.
وَأَقلى البَذلَ في تَرَفٍ أَراهُ
وَأَهوى المَنعَ في مَلَقٍ عَطاءَ
I dislike giving when I see it joined to arrogance,
and love refusal when gracious courtesy makes it a gift.
تَشيمُ يَمينَهُ لاماً لِمالٍ
رَأَتهُ العَينُ في الصَفَحاتِ ماءَ
You watch his right hand trace the letter lām for wealth,
which the eye sees as water upon the pages.
فَلا أُخِّرتَ في أُخرى جَزاءً
فَما أَرضى لَكَ الدُنيا جَزاءَ
May your reward not be delayed to another world:
I cannot be content with this world as your reward.
صَحِبنا في ظِلالِكُمُ قُلوباً
فَرَغنَ وَأَيدِياً مِنكُم مِلاءَ
In your shade we kept company with hearts
that grew carefree, and hands you filled.
مَلَكتَ سَماً وَأَفئِدَةً وَأَرضاً
دُعاءً أَو وَلاءً أَو ثَناءَ
You have won heaven, hearts, and earth
through prayer, loyalty, and praise.
وَأَخلَدَكَ الثَناءُ بِرَغمِ دَهرٍ
وَهَذا الفَنُّ ما أَلِفَ الفَناءَ
Praise has made you lasting despite time,
and this art has never been accustomed to perish.
كَفاكَ الإِشتقاقُ لَهُ دَليلاً
إِذا مَدّوا الثَرى قالوا الثَراءَ
The derivation of the word is proof enough:
when they lengthen tharā, they say tharāʾ.
وَما فَوقَ التُرابِ يُعَدُّ مِنهُ
فَلا تَقنَ الثَرى وَاِقنَ الحَياءَ
What lies above the soil is counted as part of it;
so do not acquire mere earth—acquire modesty.
Sol 6