ثبت الحُب وَهوَ لا شَك ماكث
وَبَدا الوَجد فَهوَ بِالقَلب عابث
Love has taken hold and, without doubt, endures.
Love remained steadfast, no doubt it stays
And longing has appeared, so it toys with the heart.
And passion appeared, so it plays with my heart
ثلة قَد مَضَت عَلى حُب طَه
وَأَنا صرت للمُحبين وارث
A company has passed on in love of Taha,
A group has passed, loving Taha
and I have become heir to the lovers.
And I have become the heir of lovers
ثلج الصَدر لِلمَديح بِقَلبي
وَلِساني وَقلبي صارَ ثالث
My breast found solace in praise through my heart,
The chest is frozen with praise in my heart
and my tongue; and my heart became the third.
And my tongue and heart have become third
ثمل الكَون من ثَناه فَأَضحى
في قُلوب العِباد بِالمَدح نافث
The universe grew drunk on praise of him, and began
The universe is filled with his glory
breathing praise into the hearts of the servants.
So in the hearts of worshipers it blows praise
ثلمة الدين سدها بِكتاب
سل إفرنده عَلى كُل ناكث
He closed the breach in religion with a Book;
The blemish of religion, his book has blocked it
he drew his blade against every oath-breaker.
Ask his friend about every violate
ثلب الكُفر فَهوَ أَحقر شَيء
إِذ غَدا مِن سنانه غَير لابث
He reviled unbelief, for it is the most contemptible thing,
The injustice of blasphemy, it is the lowest thing
since it no longer lingered because of his spear-point.
Since it has become, from its teeth, unstopping
ثابت القَلب وَالحجى بعثته
لهدانا مِن الإِله بَواعث
Steadfast in heart and reason, he was impelled
Steadfast of heart and proof, his message
to guide us by promptings from God.
To guide us from God, incentives
ثابَ من فطنَتي هزار مَديحي
فَتَوارى مِن ذكره كُل لاهث
From my insight returned the nightingale of my praise,
From my wit, thousands of my praises have hidden
so every panting one hid at his mention.
So every covetous has avoided his mention
ثُم أَصبَحت عَن سِواه غَنياً
وَتَحصنت فيهِ مِن كُل حادث
Then I became independent of all but him,
Then I became, without him, self-sufficient
and took refuge in him from every calamity.
And took refuge in him from every accident
ثمر الوَصل أَرتجيه لأَني
عَن سوى الهاشمي أَصبَحت غارث
I hope for the fruit of union, for I
I hope for the fruit of union, because I
have grown hungry, turning from all but the Hashemite.
Without the Hashimi, have become bereaved
Sol 6.1