1. My she-camel grazed a spell at Umm A'yan's,

    with her braided girth drawn toward the hind-girth at a swift trot.

  2. They say—and proverbs are offered to soothe grief—

    Have you no patience over something whose loss has stricken you?

  3. Your eyes have shed tears only for a ruined campsite

    at Huzwa, erased after you by wind and rain.

  4. There remained of Umm A'yan, after her departure,

    ashes and stones on a barren rise.

  5. My companions stand there over me, as though I

    were a salam acacia there, with vengeance in its owner's hand.

  6. So I told them: Go on about your business;

    for long has separation lasted since we visited her dwellings.

  7. Are we to see no dwellers there but these

    for all time, unless travelers alight there?

  8. If a man's head is gray like this,

    and does not restrain him from folly, he has no excuse.

  9. And many mares, given evening milk before the household, like

    locusts when dawn shines forth amid alarm:

  10. grim-faced mares, beneath whose bellies always lie

    heroes' tunics, their gussets red.

  11. They left Ibn Dhi al-Jiddayn sobbing, leaning back,

    with no grave for him but his ala'a tree.

  12. And at Shirhaf they overtook Daliq—

    Umara of Abs—after afternoon had begun to wane.

  13. And they were over the cheeks of Shutayr ibn Khalid,

    as murky dust was raised from their hooves.

  14. And one day their noble steeds wheeled against Ibn al-Jawn,

    as trimmed brown spears wheeled in the hands.

Sol 6.1