1. If the Turks one day don their helmets

    over their armor and cast aside their caps,

  2. you would find lions leaping upon their foes,

    when they bend over the saddle-bows of their non-Arabian horses.

  3. You meet angels who have hurled shooting stars

    at demons from the horizon of their quivers:

  4. full moons stretching amid crescents, shooting

    stars, not wooden shafts and feathers.

  5. They unsheathed streams when they armored themselves in pools,

    and with water kindled the fire of battle.

  6. They returned as falcons of the gloom, their quarry lions,

    with these seated behind them upon the saddlecloths.

  7. Nothing delights them but hearing

    the plea of one crying for help, or a sergeant's voice.

  8. Their enemies' eyes are dazzled by their light:

    how can bats' eyes behold the sun?

  9. Whenever they gaze, and whenever they smile, they show affection and bestow gifts:

    magic from Babylon and pearls from Kish.

  10. They are those whose flood drowned the Franks,

    so they resembled squill with its roots laid bare.

  11. They are Musa's mamluks; and he, when the

    kings are named, is the finest wearer of crown and cap.

  12. May his banner ever be bound to victory, and may he dwell

    in deep shade, canopied by the throne of kingship,

  13. as long as gray doves sing aloud among the branches,

    as Najd's east wind stirs them, urging them on.

Sol 6.1