يا حاديَ العِيْسِ قِفْ بالجِزْعِ والعَلَمِ
واسكبْ هناكَ دموعَ العينِ كالدِيمِ
O driver of the pale camels, halt at al-Jaz‘ and al-‘Alam;
and there pour out the eye’s tears like blood.
أطِلْ وقوفَكَ في حَزْوي ورامَتِهِ
وأعْدِلْ إلى لَعلْعٍ وامضِ إلى أضمِ
Prolong your halt at Ḥayy and their Rāma,
then turn toward La‘la‘ and press on to Aḍam.
وإن مررتَ إلى تِلقَاءِ كاظِمةٍ
سلّم على الضّال والحَوْذَان والسَلَم
And if you pass in the direction of Kāẓima,
greet al-Ẓāl, al-Ḥawḍān, and al-Salam.
معاهدٌ قد عَهِدنا الغانيات بها
محروسةً بالقَنَا والبيضِ والدُّهُم
They are haunts where once we knew fair women,
guarded by spears, white blades, and dark steeds.
فالشمسُ والبدرُ من أنوارِ وَجهِهم
ولليالي ظلامٌ من شُعورِهم
The sun and full moon take their radiance from their faces,
and the nights their darkness from their hair.
ترى مباسِمَهم تحكي قلائدَهم
تحتَ الفروعِ بروقٌ في دُجن الظُلَمِ
You see their smiling mouths vie with their necklaces—
lightning beneath the tresses, in the deepest gloom.
يَزُررْنَني وصروفُ الدهرِ غافلةٌ
وشامِتي هَطَلَتْ آماقُه بِدَمِ
They would visit me while the turns of fate were heedless,
and my gloating foe’s tear duct streamed with blood.
والرّوض أخضرُ والأطلالُ مُورِقَةٌ
والطيرُ تسْجَعُ بالألحانِ والنَّغَمِ
The meadow was green and the ruins leaf-clad,
and birds chanted in melodies and song;
والشَّمْلُ مُجْتَمِعٌ والقَولُ مُسْتمتَعٌ
والشأن مُرْتَفِعٌ أيامَ وَصْلِهمُ
our company was gathered, the people listening,
and our estate was exalted in the days of union.
والسُّحْبُ باكيةٌ والزَّهرُ مُبْتَسِمٌ
والدَّارُ مُخْضَرَّةٌ فاقتْ على إرَمِ
The clouds were weeping and the blossoms smiling,
and the verdant dwelling surpassed even Iram.
لهفي على انسة بالآنِسات مَضَتْ
آهاً لتحريرِ ارساني بِرَبْعِهم
Alas for an intimacy with lovely women, now gone!
Ah, to loose my reins within their encampment!
واحسرتيَّ على وصلٍ مَضَى سَرَعاً
كأنه بعضُ أضْغَاثٍ من الحُلُمِ
Oh, my grief for a union that passed so swiftly,
as though it were but a fragment of a troubled dream.
مرَّ الشبابُ وصبحُ الشيبِ مُنْفَلقٌ
والقلبُ في الهَمِّ والجُثْمانِ في السَّقمِ
Youth has passed, and the dawn of gray age has broken;
the heart is sunk in care, the body in sickness.
لم يَشْفِني غير مَلْقى السَيّدِ الفَهِمِ
ابنِ السَيدِ الفهمِ ابنِ السَيّدِ الفَهمِ
Nothing has healed me but meeting the discerning lord,
son of a discerning lord, grandson of a discerning lord:
أعني مُحمَّداً الزاكي ابن سالم ذي
الجودِ العَمِيْمِ لخلْقِ اللهِ كُلِّهم
I mean pure Muhammad, son of Salim, possessor
of munificence embracing all God’s creatures.
سليلُ سلطان ذي العقلِ الذكي وذي
المُلكِ العَلِيّ ومولى العُرْبِ والعَجَمِ
Scion of a sovereign endowed with keen intellect
and lofty kingship, master of Arab and non-Arab;
زاكي الطباعِ نقيُّ النفسِ هِمَتُهُ
كالنارِ آنسها النائي على عَلَمِ
pure in nature, spotless in soul—his aspiration
is like a fire a distant traveler sights upon a height.
نارٌ وماءٌ بِكَفَّيْهِ قد اجتمَعَا
فالنارُ للحَتْفِ أما الماءُ لِلكَرَمِ
Fire and water have met together in his two hands:
the fire is for death, but the water for generosity.
يستر عندَ سَماع السائلينَ وقَدْ
يُفْنى عِداه بسيفٍ صارمٍ خَذِمِ
He covers petitioners’ needs as soon as he hears them,
while his foes are destroyed by a sharp, cleaving sword.
وصولةٍ تتركُ السِّرحانَ خِرْنَقَةً
وتترك اللَّيْثَ مثل الضانِ والغَنَنمِ
His onslaught leaves the wolf a trembling leveret,
and leaves the lion like sheep within a flock.
ذَمْرٌ تخاف نجومُ القَذْفِ منه متى
تراه يُقْدِمُ للهيجاءِ بالصَمَمِ
A man of might: even shooting stars fear him whenever
they see him charge into battle, deaf to danger.
للهِ منْ رجُلٍ بالجُوْدِ مُعْتَرِف
بالضُّرِ مُتَّزِرٍ في الروعِ مُبْتَسِمِ
What a man, renowned for generosity,
girded with hardship, smiling amid terror!
لو حلَّ جَدْبٌ على الدُّنيا وكانَ بها
يُغْنِي نَدى كفِّهِ عن وابلِ العرمِ
Were drought to descend upon the world while he was in it,
his palm’s bounty would suffice in place of al-‘Arim’s deluge.
تَرَى الوفودَ على أبوابِ منزلهِ
تزاحَمُوا مِثْلَ مَوْجِ البَحْرِ بالقدمِ
Delegations drink their fill at the doors of his dwelling,
crowding foot against foot like the waves of the sea.
طابتْ قلوبُهُمُ مِنْ عُظْمِ ما وُهِبوا
والكُلُّ مِنْهم يَقُلْ يا نفسُ اغتنمي
Their hearts rejoice at the greatness of what they are given,
and every one of them cries, ‘O soul, seize your chance!’
للهِ من مَلِكٍ يُفْنِي خزائِنَهُ
على العِبادِ وبالرحمنِ مُعْتَصِمِ
What a king, who spends his treasuries empty
upon God’s servants, holding fast to the All-Merciful;
بالعِزِّ والفَخْرِ والعَلْياءِ مُرْتدياً
وبالسَخَاءِ ورَبُّ السيفِ والقَلَمِ
clad in glory, pride, and high honor,
and in generosity—a master of sword and pen.
لا زال سَيّدُنا في الدَّهرِ منتصراً
وجيشُ أعدائِهِ في الذُّلِ والنِقَمِ
May our lord never cease to triumph through the ages,
and may his enemies’ army abide in abasement and affliction.
Sol 5.6