بِأَبيه ساد وَجوده وَأُصوله
وزراء شرف كُل شَخص مِنبَرا
His existence and lineage were ennobled by his father
Ministers whose honor graced every platform
فَغَدا الزَمان لِدارِنا
كَهفاً وَللأعداء مَوتاً أَحمَرا
So time became for our house
A refuge, and for enemies a red death
نَدب قَفا الصديق في عَزماته
لَما غَدا الإِسلام منحل العُرى
The faithful friend lamented in his resolves
When Islam's ties were severed
قَد أَظلَمَت نار الطغاة فَصادفت
بَحراً يَجُر مِن العَساكر أَبحُرا
The tyrants' fire grew dark and met
A sea drawing oceans of armies
ناداهم الصمصام إِن حديثكم
يا آل فرعون حَديث مُفتَرى
The warbler called to them, "Your words
O people of Pharaoh, are fabricated words!"
تَاللَه إِن حبالكم وَعصيكُم
سفها ستبلعها قَنا لَيث السرى
By God, your ropes and staffs
Will be foolishly swallowed by the lion of the hidden lair
حفظ الذمار وَحاطَ كُل مَصونة
بِجَماله لا زالَ مَرفوع الذرى
The protector protected and surrounded every protected one
With his beauty, still raised to the highest rank
لا زِلت يا ابن أَبي الفَوارس لابِساً
ثَوب السَلامة وَالسَعادة في الوَرى
You have not ceased, O son of knights' fathers, to wear
The garment of security and fortune among mankind
ما هَينمت ريح القبول وَأَنشَدَت
غُر المَديح لَكُم فَفاحَت عَنبَرا
The wind of acceptance did not abate, and sang
The lushness of praise for you, and it diffused ambergris
لَولا التَأسي بِالكِرام وَذكرهم
لَقَضيت مِن أَسَفي عَلى ما قَد عَرا
Were it not for consolation in the generous and the mention of them
I would have perished from my regret over what had occurred
بِاللَه يا سار إِلى كُثبانهم
بمطهم يَغدو فَيَفتَرش البَرى
By God, O you who traveled to their dunes
With his favorite horse spreading out in the land
وَيُضيء سَقط الزند مِن أَنضائه
فَتَراه في البَيداء ناراً مسعرا
The sparks from his kindling shine
And you see it in the desert as a raging fire
يَعدو وَيرعد كَالسَحاب تخاله
يهدي مِن الشدقين غَيثاً مُمطِرا
He gallops and thunders like the clouds, imagine him
Bringing heavy rain from his two cheeks
إِن رمت أَن ترد النَوال مروقاً
وَتَرى الفَخار معجزاً وَمصدرا
If you intend to return the glance cast down
And see the pottery miraculous and gushing
عرج عَلى الخَضراء وَانزل عامِداً
بِكرامِها لِتَنال عَيشاً أَخضَرا
Mount up to the verdant land and descend deciding
To partake of its bounty and gain a green livelihood
وَإِذا أَرَدت قرى الكِرام فَقف عَلى
دار ابن فَخر فَهي أَكرَم من بَرى
And if you want the villages of the generous then stand at
The house of Ibn Fakhr, for it is the most generous in the land
ذاكَ الَّذي يَحيا العفاة بِبابه
حالاً وَإِن ذاقوا المَمات الأَحمَرا
He who gives life to the destitute at his door
Even if they have tasted red death
يَقفون عِندَ رُبوعه فَكَأَنَّما
أَبياته للجود أَضحَت محشرا
They stand at the edge of his meadows as though
His courtyards for generosity have become a resurrection ground
فَيظلهم بحنوه متعطفاً
وَيَسيل مِن جَدواه ماء كَوثَرا
He shelters them in his affection, inclining toward them
And from his stream pours copious water like Kawthar
مُذ أَظلَمَت نار الطُغاة عَلَيهم
أَمسى لَها بَرداً وَأَصبَح نيرا
Since the tyrants' fire darkened over them
It has become for it cold, and in the morning a river
لَولاه فارقت الرُؤوس محلها
وَرَوَت صَوارمهم نَجيعاً أَحمَرا
Were it not for him, heads would have left their places
And their swords would have watered the lowlands red
ما زالَ يُطفي ناره بحلومه
وَيَرد ذا سفه وَيَرفع مُنكَرا
He continues to extinguish their fire with his flesh
And repels the foolish and lifts up the forbidden
وَيَصون أَعراضاً وَلَولا
كَشفت وَصارَ زُجاجها مُتَكسِرا
And protects honors, and were it not for him
They would be unveiled and their glass broken
وَحَكى أَباه الطاهر الحَسَن الَّذي
حقن الدِماء
And he narrated about his pure forefather al-Hasan who
Stopped the bloodshed
