يا ديار الانس من وادي الطرب
هاج لي منك صبا شوق وهب
O abodes of delight in the valley of rapture,
From you a zephyr of longing stirred within me and blew;
وروى عرفك أخبار اللقا
راويا حر فؤادي الملتهب
Your fragrance told the tidings of reunion,
Recounting the ardor of my blazing heart.
فتذكرت أو يقاتا مضت
ولويلات بها نلنا الأرب
Then I remembered times gone by,
And sweet little nights in which we attained our desire,
وحبيبا زارني مستترا
بدجى الشعر يراعي من رقب
And a beloved who visited me in secret,
Veiled in the darkness of his hair, wary of any watcher.
ان رآه الغصن يصبو مائلا
أو رآه البدر يوما لاحتجب
Had the branch seen him, it would have yearned and bent;
Or had the full moon seen him one day, it would have veiled itself.
قمر فيه فؤادي مقمر
وهو لاه لا يراعي مكتئب
A moon through whom my heart shines radiant,
Yet heedless, he shows no concern for one sorrow-stricken—
فاتك الألحاظ معسول اللمى
لؤلوئيّ الثغر برّاق الشنب
Deadly in his glances, honey-sweet and dark-lipped,
Pearly-mouthed, with gleaming, fresh-bright teeth.
فعلت مقلته في كبدي
فوق ما تفعله سمر العطب
His eye has wrought upon my inmost heart
More than death-dealing brown spears ever could.
قد روى الخمري عن مبسمه
أنه درّ وشهد وحبب
The wine-lover has said of his smiling mouth
That it is pearls, honey, and wine-bubbles;
وروى الدري عن ريقته
أنها برء لصبّ ذي وصب
And the radiant one has said of his saliva
That it is a cure for a passionate lover stricken with pain.
رشأ فيه غرامي عجب
وهو لا ينفك من قيد العجب
A fawn—my passion for him is a wonder—
Who never slips free of the fetter of conceit.
لاحظت لحظاه لبي تلفا
ورمى بالوجد قلبي فالتهب
His glances marked my reason for ruin,
And shot longing into my heart, so it caught fire.
سلب الألباب لما ان دنا
ليته أوجب لما ان سلب
He stole every heart when he drew near—
If only, when he robbed, he had incurred restitution!
وعلى منبر خديه استوى
خاله الزنجي بالحسن خطب
Upon the pulpit of his cheeks arose
His Zanj-black mole, preaching eloquently of beauty.
نصبت أجفانه لي شركا
ونصيبي منه كدٌّ ونصب
His eyelids set a snare for me,
And all my portion from him is toil and weariness.
الهبت كاس الطلا وجناته
وعجيبي من لهيب في رُطب
The wine-cup set his cheeks ablaze,
And I marvel at flame amid such dewy softness.
ينسب الحسن إليه مثلما
كل فخر لابن ناصيف انتسب
Beauty traces its lineage to him, just as
Every glory claims descent from Ibn Nasif.
وهمام ذو اياد خلتها
فيض بحر او سحابا قد سكب
A magnanimous lord, possessed of favors I imagined
To be a sea’s overflow, or a cloud that had poured forth.
قربت منه المعالي عندما
كل فضل دان منه واقترب
Lofty honors drew near to him whenever
Every virtue bent toward him and approached.
وسما بالبذل كفّا حيثما
قد سما بالمجد في أعلى الرتب
His hand rose in generous giving wherever
Through glory he attained the highest ranks.
قسور ان لاح يوما للعدى
حققوا الذلّ وفازوا بالهرب
A lion: should he appear before his foes one day,
They accept humiliation and seek safety in flight.
فيميس اللدن شوقا طربا
في يديه وله العضب احتسب
Then the supple spear sways, yearning and exultant,
In his hands, while wrath is reckoned his.
يا رعى اللَه ديارا حلها
منتهى الآمال فيها والطلب
O may God preserve the abodes where he dwelt,
Where hopes and aspirations attain their utmost end—
ماجد لا الطل يحكي وبله
لا ولا الوبل يحاكي ما وهب
A noble one: not even gentle rain can mimic his downpour,
Nor can the downpour rival what he has bestowed.
حلّ في روض العلا مكتسبا
كل فخر وثناء يكتسب
He alighted in the meadow of glory, acquiring
Every honor and praise that may be acquired.
وبدا في الافق بدرا طالعا
فتسامى العز فيه وانتشب
He appeared on the horizon like a rising full moon,
And glory rose high in him and took firm root:
كوكب من آل ناصيف له
نسبة غراء في أبهى نسب
A star of the House of Nasif, possessing
An illustrious kinship within the most splendid lineage.
ساد مجدا وعلا قدرا كما
في حماه علم العز انتصب
He attained mastery in glory and rose in rank, just as
Within his domain the banner of honor stood erect.
يا حمى اللَه ثنيات الحمى
وحماك الله يا روض الأدب
O may God guard the passes of the beloved homeland,
And may God guard you, O garden of letters.
هاكها يا ذا المعالي والندى
بنت فكر من ربيبات العرب
Take it, O lord of lofty virtues and generosity:
A daughter of thought, one of Arabia’s nurtured daughters.
قد حباها المجد فيكم شغفا
فاتت تسري لديكم في خبب
Glory has endowed her with ardor for you,
So she came journeying by night to you at a quickened trot,
ذات مدح في ثناء صدحت
يا ديار الانس من وادي الطرب
Bearing praise and singing aloud in laudation—
O abodes of delight in the valley of rapture!
Sol 5.6