غَداً بِاِجتِماعِ الحَيِّ نَقضي لُبانَةً
وَأُقسِمُ لا تُقضى لُبانَتُنا غَدا
Tomorrow, when the tribe gathers, we shall satisfy a longing;
yet I swear our longing will not be satisfied tomorrow,
إِذا صَدَعَ البَينُ الجَميعَ وَحاوَلَت
بِقُوٍّ شَماليلُ النَوى أَن تَبَدَّدا
when separation rends the whole company and seeks
to scatter a people whom distance has reduced to far-flung fragments.
وَأَصبَحَتِ الأَجزاعُ مِمَّن يَحُلُّها
قِفاراً فَما شاءَ الحَمامُ تَغَرَّدا
The winding valleys will be emptied of all who dwell there,
left desolate, where the doves may sing as they please.
أَجالَت عَلَيهِنَّ الرَوامِسُ بَعدَنا
دِقاقَ الحَصى مِن كُلِّ سَهلٍ وَأَجلَدا
The tireless, track-marking camels have ranged over them, after crossing
the fine gravel of every easy plain and every tract of hard ground.
لَقَد قَدَني مِن حُبِّ ماوِيَةَ الهَوى
وَما كانَ يَلقاني الجُنَيبَةُ أَقوَدا
Enough for me, in loving Māwiya, is passion itself;
no led spare mount I ever met was easier to guide.
وَأَحسُدُ زُوّارَ الأَوانِسِ كُلَّهُم
وَقَد كُنتُ فيهِنَّ الغَيورَ المُحَسَّدا
I envy every visitor to those sheltered beauties,
though once among them I was the jealous guardian—the envied one.
أُعِدَّ لِبَيّوتِ الأُمورِ إِذا سَرَت
جِمالِيَّةً حَرفاً وَمَيساءَ مُفرَدا
For the nocturnal assaults of grave affairs, whenever they set forth, I ready
a lean, swaying, solitary she-camel of Jamālī stock.
لَها مِحزَمٌ يُطوى عَلى صُعَدائِها
كَطَيِّ الدَهاقينِ البِناءَ المُشَيَّدا
Her girth curves around her swelling ribs
like the curve of the lofty masonry raised by Persian lords.
وَقَد أَخلَفَت عَهدَ السِقابِ بِجاذِبٍ
طَوَتهُ حِبالُ الرَحلِ حَتّى تَجَدَّدا
She has broken with the former covenant of calfhood, wrenching herself free;
the saddle-ropes compressed her until she grew firm anew.
وَزافَت كَما زافَ القَريعُ مُخاطِراً
وَلُفَّ القِرى وَالحالِبانِ فَأَلبَدا
She struts as a champion stallion struts when facing danger,
her back and inner flanks thickly clothed in flesh.
وَتُصبِحُ يَومَ الخِمسِ وَهيَ شِمِلَّةٌ
مَروحاً تُقالي الصَحصَحانَ العَمَرَّدا
At dawn on the fifth day without water, she is still swift and vigorous;
at evening she sets out, making light of the two vast, rugged plains.
أَقولُ لَهُ يا عَبدَ قَيسٍ صَبابَةً
بِأَيٍّ تَرى مُستَوقِدَ النارِ أَوقَدا
I say to him, “O ʿAbd Qays, out of sheer yearning,
where do you think the fire-kindler has lit his fire?”
فَقالَ أَرى ناراً يُشَبُّ وَقودُها
بِحَيثُ اِستَفاضَ الجِزعُ شيحاً وَغَرقَدا
He says, “I see a fire with its fuel blazing
where the ravine spreads wide with wormwood and boxthorn.”
أُحِبُّ ثَرى نَجدٍ وَبِالغَورِ حاجَةٌ
فَغارَ الهَوى يا عَبدَ قَيسٍ وَأَنجَدا
I love the soil of Najd, though in the Ghawr I have a need;
passion has descended to the Ghawr and climbed to Najd, O ʿAbd Qays.
وَإِنّي لَمِن قَومٍ تَكونُ خُيولُهُم
بِثَغرٍ وَتَلقاهُم مَقانِبَ قُوَّدا
Indeed, I belong to a people whose warhorses are always
at the frontier, where you meet them as squadrons led in order.
يَحُشّونَ نيرانَ الحُروبِ بِعارِضٍ
عَلَتهُ نُجومُ البيضِ حَتّى تَوَقَّدا
They heap high the fires of war with an army like a cloud-bank,
above which rise the stars of white swords until it blazes.
وَكُنّا إِذا سِرنا لِحَيٍّ بِأَرضِهِم
تَرَكناهُمُ قَتلى وَفَلّاً مُشَرَّدا
Whenever we marched against a tribe in its own land,
we left them slain, and many another driven away in flight,
وَمُكتَبَلاً في القَدِّ لَيسَ بِنازِعٍ
لَهُ مِن مِراسِ القِدِّ رِجلاً وَلا يَدا
and others bound fast in rawhide, with none able to wrench free
a foot or hand from the rawhide’s cruel grip.
وَإِنّي لَتَبتَزُّ الرَئيسَ فَوارِسي
إِذا كُلُّ عَجعاجٍ مِنَ الخورِ عَرَّدا
Indeed, I have horsemen who wrest a chieftain away
whenever every dust-cloud raised by cowards turns and flees.
رَدَدنا بِخَبراءِ العُنابِ نِساءَكُم
وَقَد قُلنَ عِتقُ اليَومِ أَو رِقُّنا غَدا
At Khabrāʾ al-ʿUnnāb we drove your women back,
and they said, “Freedom today—or enslavement tomorrow!”
فَأَصبَحنَ يَزجُرنَ الأَيامِنَ أَسعُدا
وَقَد كُنَّ لا يَزجُرنَ بِالأَمسِ أَسعُدا
At dawn they urged the camel-litters onward with the cry “Asʿidā!”
though only yesterday they had not urged them on with “Asʿidā!”
فَما عِبتُ مِن نارٍ أَضاءَ وَقودُها
فِراساً وَبَسطامَ بنَ قَيسٍ مُقَيَّدا
You found no fault with a fire whose fuel cast light upon
Firās and Bisṭām son of Qays, bound in chains.
وَأَوقَدتَ بِالسيدانِ ناراً ذَليلَةً
وَعَرَّفتَ مِن سَوآتِ جِعثَنَ مَشهَدا
At al-Saydān you kindled a feeble fire,
and made a spectacle of Jaʿthan’s disgrace.
أَضاءَ وُقودُ النارِ مِنها بَصيرَةً
وَعَبرَةَ أَعمى هَمُّهُ قَد تَرَدَّدا
The fire’s fuel blazed, yielding clear insight
and a lesson even to a blind man whose resolve had wavered.
كَأَنَّ الَّتي يَدعونَ جِعثَنَ وَرَّكَت
عَلى فالِجٍ مِن بُختِ كَرمانَ أَحرَدا
It was as though the woman they call Jaʿthan had mounted
a huge, smooth-coated Bactrian camel from Kerman.
وَأَورَثَني الفَرعانِ سَعدٌ وَمالِكٌ
سَناءً وَعِزّاً في الحَياةِ مُخَلَّدا
The two branches, Saʿd and Mālik, bequeathed me
splendor and might, made everlasting through life.
مَتى أُدعَ بَينَ اِبنَي مُغَدّاةَ تَلقَني
إِلى لَوذِ عِزٍّ طامِحِ الرَأسِ أَصيَدا
Whenever I am summoned between the two sons of Mughādhah, you will find me
in pride’s very stronghold, head held high and haughty.
أَحُلُّ إِذا شِئتُ الإِيادَ وَحَزنَهُ
وَإِن شِئتُ أَجزاعَ العَقيقِ فَجَلعَدا
Whenever I wish, I encamp in Iyād and its rugged country,
or, if I wish, in the sandy reaches of al-ʿAqīq—then Jalʿad.
فَلَو كانَ رَأيٌ في عَدِيِّ بنِ جُندَبِ
رَأَوا ظُلمَنا لِابنَي سُمَيرَةَ أَنكَدا
Had my counsel concerning ʿAdī ibn Jundab prevailed,
they would have seen how bitterly we oppressed Sumayra’s two sons.
أَيَشهَدُ مَثغورٌ عَلَينا وَقَد رَأى
سُمَيرَةُ مِنّا في ثَناياهُ مَشهَدا
Does Gap-tooth testify against us, though he saw
what a spectacle Sumayra became at our hands amid his ranks?
مَتى أَلقَ مَثغوراً عَلى سوءِ ثَغرِهِ
أَضَع فَوقَ ما أَبقى مِنَ الثَغرِ مِبرَدا
Whenever I meet Gap-tooth, despite the ugliness of his gap,
I set a file upon whatever teeth it has left.
مَنَعناكُمُ حَتّى اِبتَنَيتُم بُيوتَكُم
وَأَصدَرَ راعيكُم بِفَلحٍ وَأَورَدا
We kept you safe until you had built your houses,
and made your shepherd leave the water at Falaḥ, then brought him back to water,
بِشُعثٍ عَلى شُعثٍ مَغاويرَ بِالضُحى
إِذا ثَوَّبَ الداعي لِرَوعٍ وَنَدَّدا
with disheveled warriors on shaggy mounts, bold raiders at high noon,
whenever the summoner calls again and again in alarm and raises the war-cry;
كَراديسَ أَوراداً بِكُلِّ مُناجِدٍ
تَعَوَّدَ ضَربَ البيضِ فيما تَعَوَّدا
battalions arriving troop after troop by every upland way,
accustomed to the blows of white swords in all they practice.
إِذا كَفَّ عَنهُ مِن يَدَي حُطَمِيَّةٍ
وَأَبدى ذِراعَي شَيظَمٍ قَد تَخَدَّدا
When a crushing stroke from my two hands is warded off him,
he bares the scarred forearms of a towering champion,
عَلى سابِحٍ نَهدٍ يُشَبَّهُ بِالضُحى
إِذا عادَ فيهِ الرَكضُ سيداً عَمَرَّدا
astride a swift, broad-chested horse that resembles him in daylight;
when its gallop is renewed, he becomes a huge, towering wolf.
أَرى الطَيرَ بِالحَجّاجِ تَجري أَيامِناً
لَكُم يا أَميرَ المُؤمِنينَ وَأَسعُدا
I see the omen-birds beside al-Hajjaj flying rightward—auspiciously—
for you, O Commander of the Faithful, and more propitiously still.
رَجَعتَ لِبَيتِ اللَهِ عَهدَ نَبِيِّهِ
وَأَصلَحتَ ما كانَ الخُبَيبانِ أَفسَدا
You restored to God’s House the covenant of His Prophet,
and repaired what the two Khubaybs had corrupted.
فَما مُخدِرٌ وَردٌ بِخَفّانَ زَأرُهُ
إِلى القِرنِ زَجرَ الزاجِرينَ تَوَرَّدا
No den-lion coming to drink at Khuffān, roaring,
advancing upon an equal despite the restrainers’ rebukes,
بِأَمضى مِنَ الحَجّاجِ في الحَربِ مُقدِماً
إِذا بَعضُهُم هابَ الخِياضَ فَعَرَّدا
is bolder than al-Hajjaj in war as he charges ahead,
when some among the host fear the plunge and shrink away.
تَصَدّى صَناديدُ العِراقِ لِوَجهِهِ
وَتُضحي لَهُ غُرُّ الدَهاقينِ سُجَّدا
The champions of Iraq confronted him face-to-face,
and in broad daylight the illustrious Persian lords lay prostrate before him.
وَلِلقَينِ وَالخِنزيرِ مِنّي بَديهَةٌ
وَإِن عاوَدوني كُنتُ لِلعَودِ أَحمَدا
For al-Qullayn and the Swine I have an extemporaneous retort;
and if they answer me, I shall be still more praiseworthy in answering back.
Sol 5.6