1. A calamity made the dark pupils of eyes stream,

    and bloodied hearts on the morning it struck.

  2. Egypt has never beheld his like,

    though she suffered bereavements in bygone ages.

  3. Ah, bid farewell, O souls of hope:

    after the departed, hope itself has set.

  4. He plunged from his heaven, and a thunderous crash arose,

    as though a mountain had fallen into the deep.

  5. The Quiver—Egypt—has lost him, a peerless man,

    as all creeds and communities have lost him.

  6. Alas for my soul's grief over one departed,

    far-reaching in purpose, short in life.

  7. We lost an ocean in him; and the loss of oceans

    is grievous when nothing but a scant trickle remains.

  8. His mind was clearer than the dawn,

    and his brilliance became proverbial.

  9. Had he not been a radiant star,

    he could not have clothed the East in its fairest robes.

  10. How, then, can he lie in a little tomb,

    when even Saturn fell short of his reach?

  11. How can the earth contain so spacious a breast,

    when the loftiest peaks were too narrow for it?

  12. From childhood he was intimate with right guidance,

    and his feet never knew a stumble.

  13. He was peerless in his age,

    singular in qualities, magnificent in deeds.

  14. If you kept his company, you would take him for

    the lion's brother at one moment, at another a lamb.

  15. He served you conversation like vintage wine,

    and in converse made you forget honey.

  16. The edge of his resolve never turned or blunted,

    and weariness never overtook his aspiration.

  17. He spent his life bold-hearted,

    and his soul never felt fear.

  18. He was free in conscience, too proud to yield,

    pure of heart, without a stain.

  19. He was a state unto himself,

    before which nations bowed in struggle.

  20. In counsel he was a mighty host,

    routing armies without spears.

  21. The best of humankind is a scholar none can rival,

    and most deserving of praise is one who gives.

  22. Does the grave know what a sage

    it has enfolded in its earth—and what a hero?

  23. And has Egypt grasped what has befallen her?

    Has she felt the immensity of the calamity?

  24. She has every right to mourn him

    with scalding tears that melt the eyes.

  25. Who will tend the press after him?

    Who now will treat its maladies?

  26. Who will uphold grandeur and lofty ideals?

    Who will uphold eloquence and debate?

  27. Our Lebanon will mourn him whenever

    it is afflicted, so long as folly's plague spreads.

  28. O Yusuf, who now will restore hope

    to us, and who will shield us from failure?

  29. Who now will fill the void that

    you left, and who now will mend the breach?

Sol 5.6