لا قَومَ أَكرَمُ مِن تَميمٍ إِذ غَدَت
عوذُ النِساءِ يُسَقنَ كَالآجالِ
No people are nobler than Tamim when, at dawn,
No people are more honorable than Tamim
new mothers are driven like herds of wild cattle.
When their virgins go out watered like camels ready to depart.
الضارِبونَ إِذا الكَتيبَةُ أَحجَمَت
وَالنازِلونَ غَداةَ كُلَّ نِزالِ
Those who strike when the battalion holds back,
The warriors when the battalion withdraws in defeat
and those who dismount on the morning of every battle;
And those who spend the night after every halt.
وَالضامِنونَ عَلى المَنِيَّةِ جارَهُم
وَالمُطعِمونَ غَداةَ كُلَّ شَمالِ
and those who safeguard their neighbor in the face of death,
Those who guarantee protection to their neighbor against death
and those who feed others on every north-wind morning.
And those who in the morning feed every outcast.
أَبَني غُدانَةَ إِنَّني حَرَّرتُكُم
وَوَهَبتُكُم لِعَطِيَّةَ اِبنِ جِعالِ
O sons of Ghudana, I have set you free,
O sons of Gudanah, I have set you free
and given you to Atiyya, son of Ji'al.
And gifted you to ‘Adiyy the son of Ji’al.
فَوَهَبتُكُم لِأَحَقَّكُم بِقَديمِكُم
قِدماً وَأَفعَلِهِ لِكُلِّ نَوالِ
So I gave you to the one among you most entitled to your ancestral honor,
So I gifted you to the most deserving of you in your ancient ways
from of old, and the readiest of that line to bestow every bounty.
An exemplar in all good fortune.
لَولا عَطِيَّةُ لَاِجتَدَعتُ أُنوفَكُم
مِن بَينِ أَلأَمِ آنِفٍ وَسِبالِ
Were it not for Atiyya, I would have cut off your noses,
Were it not for ‘Adiyy I would have docked your noses
from among the basest noses and moustaches.
From between the flesh of a delicate nose and mustache.
إِنّي كَذاكَ إِذا هَجَوتُ قَبيلَةً
جَدَّعتُهُم بِعَوارِمِ الأَمثالِ
That is how I am: whenever I lampoon a tribe,
That is how I satirize a tribe when I lampoon them
I mutilate them with savage proverbial sayings.
I pulverize them with the missiles of proverbs.
أَبَنو كُلَيبٍ مِثلُ آلِ مُجاشِعٍ
أَم هَل أَبوكَ مُدَعدِعاً كَعِقالِ
Are the sons of Kulayb like the clan of Mujashi'?
O sons of Kulayb, are you like the family of Mujashi’
Or is your father, calling to goats, like Iqal?
Or, by your father, twittering like a sandgrouse?
دَعدِع بِأَعنَقِكَ التَوائِمَ إِنَّني
في باذِخٍ يا اِبنَ المَراغَةِ عالي
Call to your twin-born young she-goats; indeed, I
Twitter with your twin necks, for I
stand high on a towering peak, O son of al-Maragha.
Am a man who composes satires, of high stock.
وَاِبنُ المَراغَةِ قَد تَحَوَّلَ راهِباً
مُتَبَرنِساً لِتَمَسكُنٍ وَسُؤالِ
And the son of al-Maragha has indeed become a monk,
And the son of Maragha has now turned monk
wearing a hooded cloak, to appear humble and beg.
Begging, praying, and asking.
وَمُكَبَّلٍ تَرَكَ الحَديدُ بِساقِهِ
أَثَراً مِنَ الرَسَفانِ في الأَحجالِ
And many a shackled man—on whose leg iron had left
And in shackles the iron left its mark upon his leg
a scar from shuffling in ankle-fetters—
A trace of the fetters on his ankles.
وَفَدَت عَلَيهِ شُيوخُ آلِ مُجاشِعٍ
مِنهُم بِكُلِّ مُسامِحٍ مِفضالِ
was visited by the elders of Mujashi's clan,
The elders of the family of Mujashi’ ransomed him
with every openhanded, bountiful man among them.
Each of them being most generous.
فَفَدَوهِ لا لِثَوابِهِ وَلَقَد يُرى
بِيَمينِهِ نَدَبٌ مِنَ الأَغلالِ
So they ransomed him, seeking no repayment from him; indeed, one sees
They ransomed him not for his own sake, and indeed may be seen
on his right hand a scar from the shackles.
On his right wrist the scar of chains.
ما كانَ يَلبَسُ تاجَ آلِ مُحَرِّقٍ
إِلّا هُمُ وَمُقاوِلُ الأَقوالِ
None wore the crown of the house of Muharriq
He did not wear the crown of the family of Muharriq
but they and the lords of lords.
Except they and the fabricators of tales.
Sol 6.1