لَيتَ شِعري هَل تُخَبِّرُني الدِيارُ
بَيَقينٍ عَن أَهلِها أَينَ ساروا
If only I knew: will the dwellings tell me
Would that I knew, do the dwellings inform me with certainty
with certainty about their people, where they went?
About their people, whither they went?
أَسَفاً هَيَّجَت فَمالَكَ مِنها ال
يَومَ إِلّا تَفَجُّعٌ وَاِدِّكارُ
They stirred sorrow; from them today you have
Griefs have stirred you so nothing of them remains
nothing but anguish and remembrance.
Except every day anguish and remembrance.
لا يُجيبُ الأَحياءَ مَن لَيسَ حَيّاً
وَالعَمى عِندَ غَيرِهِ الأَخبارُ
One who is not alive cannot answer the living.
The living answer not him who is no longer living,
Blindness—news lies with someone other than him.
And news is blind save to him who is present.
دارُ حَيٍّ تَقادَمَ العَهدُ مِنها
بَعدَ حُضّارِها فَبارَت وَباروا
A tribe's abode, its days of habitation long past;
A home of the living whose date has receded in the past,
its dwellers gone, it fell desolate, and they perished.
After its civilization it remained barren and they too became barren.
صادَفوا مِن غَوائِل الدَهرِ غَولاً
بَعدَما أَنجَدوا سِنينَ وَغاروا
They encountered a scourge among time's calamities,
They encountered mischances of fate unforeseen
after years of traveling through uplands and lowlands.
After they gave succor for years and went into exile.
فَكَأَنّي مِن ذِكرِهِم خالَطَتني
مِن فِلَسطينَ خَمرُ جَلسٍ عُقارُ
Remembering them, I feel as though I were suffused
So it is as though from the mention of them
with potent highland wine from Palestine,
I was imbued with wine from a chalice of Palestine.
عُتِّقَت في القِلالِ مِن بَيتِ رَأسٍ
سَنواتٍ وَما سَبَتها التِجارُ
aged in jars, from Bayt Ra's,
She grew to maturity in the hills, far from the hands of vintners
for years, never bought by merchants.
For years, unassailed by the tasters.
فَهيَ صَهباءُ تَترُكُ المَرءَ أَعشى
في بَياضِ العَينَينِ مِنهُ اِحمِرارُ
It is tawny wine that leaves a man dim-sighted,
So she is radiant, leaving the one who beholds her distraught
with redness in the whites of his eyes.
Between the redness in her eyes and the pallor.
حالَتِ الحَربُ دونَ سَلمى فَقَلبِي
عِندَها لَو تُثيبُهُ مُستَعارُ
War barred the way to Salma; my heart
War prevented a tryst with Salma, so my heart,
is on loan to her—if only she would reward it.
Were it to be given the choice, would be outraged.
فَنَأَت وَاِنثَوى بِها عَن هَواها
شَظَفُ العَيشِ آبِلٌ سَيّارُ
She went far away; a man withdrew with her from her love—
She turned aside from her passion and journeyed with a roving,
a rough-living camel-herd, ever roaming.
Hard life, a tribe wandering without cease.
رُبَّ إِبلٍ إِذا اِجتَوى أَرضَ قَومٍ
شَيَّعَتهُ هُمومُهُ نَعّارُ
Owner of camels, when he loathes a people's land,
Many a camel, when it enters the land of a people
his cares see him off, a loud-bawling man.
Its longings escort it, bleating and bellowing.
وَحشُ بَرِّيَةٍ بِها وَلَدَتهُ
أُمُّهُ لا يَزولُ مِنها الصِيارُ
A wild creature of the wilderness; there she bore him—
A wild creature whom its mother bore in the wilderness,
his mother; its wild-cattle herds never leave.
Never far from it is its plaintive crying.
غَيرُ صَبٍّ إِلى الصَديقِ إِذا ما
أَضمَرَت بَيتَهُ اللِماعُ القِفارُ
Not one to pine for a friend when
Nothing can console the friend when the lightning of his abode
the empty, glimmering wastes conceal his tent.
Is shrouded in darkness by a barren, rugged waste.
عُلِّقَ القَلبُ عِرسَ ذاكَ وَأَنّى
تُمَكِّنُ الرامِيَ المَهاةُ النَوارُ
My heart is attached to that man's wife; yet how
My heart clings to the memory of that encampment, but how
can a skittish oryx cow give the archer his chance?
Can the far-shooting arrow attain the distant mark?
رَوضَةٌ ظاهَرَ الرَبيعُ ثَراها
بِسُيولٍ وَزانها النُوّارُ
A meadow whose soil spring has enriched
A garden in full flower in the spring,
with floods, and which blossoms have adorned.
With torrents streaming over its banks.
حَصِرَ الناسُ أَن يَنالوا حِماها
وَأَرَنَّت بِرَوضِها الأَمطارُ
People are powerless to reach its protected ground,
Men despaired of enjoying its shelter,
and rains have resounded across its meadow.
Yet it made its meadows green with the rains.
فَهيَ حَوّاءُ تَكتَسي كُلَّ لَونٍ
زينَةً كُلَّما اِستَقَلَّ النَهارُ
Dark-green, it clothes itself in every color,
She is an enchantress adopting every guise
as adornment whenever the daylight rises.
As ornament, each time the day wanes.
وَلَقَد أَغتَدي بِأَجرَدَ نَهدٍ
لاحَهُ بَعدَ طَيِّهِ المِضمارُ
Indeed, I ride out at dawn on a sleek, powerful steed,
Once I grew intoxicated with the swaying of a bare,
whom the training-course has pared lean after his slimming.
Graceful arm, gleaming after its mantle slipped.
أَبِّدُ القُصرَيَينِ ما قِيدَ يَوماً
لِيُعَنّى بِصَرعِهِ بَيطارُ
Broad between the short ribs, never once was he led
I would ransom the two captives forever from their bonds
for a farrier to labor at throwing him down.
So the archer might be tasked with their deliverance.
حَوشَبَ الصُلبِ أفرِعَت كَتِفاهُ
في مَحاني ضُلوعِهِ اِجفارُ
Thick of backbone, his shoulders rise high;
The firm, the well-knit, his shoulders were ennobled
his curved ribs enclose a spacious barrel.
In the thickets of his ribcage by knotted scars
وَيُرى مُجفِراً إِذا هُوَ وَلّى
في حِمايَتِهِ شِدَّةٌ وَاِنبِتارُ
He looks broad-barreled as he turns away;
And when he turned his back, his leanness was adorned
his running has force and a swift, cutting rush.
By the hide, impervious to branding iron and sealed.
مُدمَجاً خَلقُهُ يِكادُ إِذا ما
راعَهُ صَوتُ صارِخٍ يُستَطارُ
His build is compact; he almost, whenever
His physique welded together; if a crier's voice
a crier's voice alarms him, takes flight.
Startled him, he seemed molded of molten metal.
وَإِذا اِهتَزَّ مُقبِلاً زانَهُ أَتلَع
كَالجِذعِ ما يُنالُ العِذارُ
When he quivers, coming forward, a lofty neck adorns him,
When he surged forward, his smoothness was ornamented by stripes
like a palm trunk, the cheek-strap out of reach.
Like the trunk immune from the woodcutter's ax.
حَمَلَتهُ رَجلٌ قَذوفٌ عَلى
عَضبِ يَدٍ ما يُخافُ مِنها عِثارُ
A thrusting hind leg carries him upon
Carried by a hand that hurls without caution
a powerful foreleg, from which no stumble is feared.
On the fury of an arm impervious to stumbling.
وَنُسورٌ لَها حَوافِرُ صُمٌّ
ما يُرى في أَرساغِهِنَّ اِنتِشارُ
And hoof-frogs, enclosed by solid hooves,
Lionesses whose hooves are silent,
with no splaying visible in their pasterns,
No spreading is seen in their forelegs.
كَالجَلاميدِ في المَسيلِ عَلاهُنَّ
مِنَ الماءِ خُضرَةٌ وَاِسمِرارُ
like boulders in a streambed, overlaid
Their hides are soaked by the water of the torrents,
by water with green and dusky brown.
Greenish, tending toward blackness.
مُشِقَ اللَحمُ عَن شَواهِنَ مَشْ
تَماً فَتَعالى وَاِشتَدَّتِ الأَوتارُ
The flesh was pared from their lower limbs, drawn high,
The flesh parts from their lips, revealign sharp,
then rose, and the tendons grew taut.
Gleaming incisors, as the strings are pulled taut.
وَعَلا الزَورُ مِنبَضَ القَلبِ مِنهُ
بِحَيازيمَ بَينَها أَستارُ
His breast rises above the heart's pulsing place,
The lute rose up, the heart strings quivered within,
with breast-ribs and veils between them.
Among gut strings where veils hang.
وَضُلوعٌ كَأَنَّها حينَ وَلّى
لاحَ مِنها بِكُلِّ ضِلعٍ شِجارُ
And ribs that seem, when he turns away,
Ribs that seem, when he turned his back,
to show a wooden brace in each rib.
To flash with each rib a crescent moon.
فَعَلا الصُلبُ فَاِستَتَبَّ إِلى حَي
ثُ تَكونُ الفُرسانُ مِنهُ الفِقارُ
The backbone rises, running even as far as where
Then the firm breast rose, poised
horsemen sit upon his vertebrae.
Where horsemen find their backbone.
فَهوَ طاوٍ أَقَبُّ كَالمَسَدِ الأَمْ
لس عاري الشَوى مُمَرٌّ مُغارُ
Lean and narrow-bellied, like a smooth rope,
He is a stallion, more dusky than the blackest night,
bare-limbed, firmly wound and tightly twisted.
Bare of covering, a cave with no doors.
فَاِقتَنَصنا بِهِ وَقيلَ بِأَحوى
ذاتِ فِرقَينِ عانَةٌ وَحِبارُ
We hunted with him; word came: 'In a dark-green tract,
We gained him by barter, and it was said
divided in two, are a wild-ass herd and bustards.'
He is the swiftest of a noble stock.
فَإِذا الأَخدَرِيَّةُ الصُهبُ تَقروا
لَمَعاً بَينَها لَهُنَّ اِخضِرارُ
And there were the tawny Akhdari wild asses, browsing
And there the reddish mares glanced
patches with green growth for them in between.
With a radiance among them and fresh greenness.
كَأَنَّ جُزوءاً لَم يَعدُ ذَلِكَ حَتّى
بَدُنَ اللَحمُ وَالبُطونُ صِغارُ
As though forage without drinking had been enough, until
It was as though each one were but a part
their flesh grew plump, while their bellies stayed small.
Until the flesh and little bellies appeared.
فَحَمَلنا غُلامَنا فَوقَ طِرفٍ
وَأَشَرنا فَقالَ أَنّى أَشاروا
We mounted our boy upon a noble steed,
We escorted our boy above the hill's rim,
and pointed; he said, 'Where did they point?'
And gestured, then said, 'Whither did they point?'
فَتَكَشَّفنَ مُقبِلاتٍ فَقُلنا
أَسُكونٌ بِهِنَّ ذا أَم نِفارُ
Then they emerged, coming toward us, and we said,
Some came slowly toward us, so we said
'Is this calm in them, or alarm?'
'Grant us peace or hasten to flee!'
فَزِعَ الوَحشُ ثُمَّ وَلَينَ لَمّا
صَدَقَتهُنَّ ما هُوَ الأَبصارُ
The wild beasts took fright, then turned away when
The game took fright but then came to a halt
their eyes showed them truly what he was.
When they were convinced by what their eyes conveyed,
هارِباتٍ فَما يَرَينَ وَلَكِن
لا يُنَجّي مِنَ المَنايا الفِرارُ
Fleeing, they could see nothing; yet
Fleeing but unable to see.
flight does not save one from death.
Yet flight cannot save from destiny.
ثُمَّ أَربى عَلى النَواشِطِ مِنها
سابِحٌ بَعدَ غَربِهِ مَوّارُ
Then the darting ones among them were overtaken
Then he swam out toward the fleeing beasts,
by a swimming steed, still surging after his first burst.
A swimmer, after his setting like the moon obscured.
شاخِصُ الحُرَّتَينِ يَنفُضُ عَنهُ
قُطَعَ الرَبوِ مَنخَرٌ نَثّارُ
With his two fine ears erect, he shakes off
With prominent throat, snorting, shaking off
bursts of panting through a snorting nostril.
The cut reeds, his nostrils scattering spray.
فَتَصَدَّعنَ عَن جَرائِحِ مَرعى
وَاِنجلى عَن مُتونِهِنَّ الغُبارُ
They scattered, leaving wounded grazers behind,
They bolted from the meadow of his pool,
and dust cleared from their backs.
And the dust cleared from their backs.
وَهوَ شاحٍ كَأَنَّ لَحيَيهِ حِنوا
قَتَبٍ لاحَ مِنهُما النَجارُ
He gapes, his jaws like the two bows
With a thick forelock, as though his two lips
of a pack-saddle, their timber laid bare,
Were the shining new moon.
عَن لِسانٍ كَجُثَّةِ الوَرِلِ الأَص
فَرِ مَجَّ النَدى عَلَيهِ العَرارُ
exposing a tongue like the body of a yellow
With a tongue like the yellow oriole,
monitor lizard, with dew spat upon it by 'arar blossoms.
Polished by the dew, darting out sparks.
زَعَمَ الناسُ أَنَّ خَيرَ قُرَيشٍ
حَسَباً حينَ تُنسَبُ الأَسوارُ
People say that the best of Quraysh
Men claim the best of Quraysh,
in lineage, when the nobles' pedigrees are traced,
Noble when pedigrees are recounted,
بَينَ حَربٍ وَعامِرِ بنِ كَريزٍ
فَأُلالَ الأَكارِمُ الأَخيارُ
are between Harb and Amir ibn Kurayz;
Are the offspring of Harb and ‘Amir ibn Lu’ayy -
those are the noble, the excellent.
So the cream of the noble and the free are brought low.
وَلَدَتهُم حَواضِنٌ مُنجِباتٌ
وَأُلالُ الحَواضِنُ الأَحرارُ
Nurturing mothers, bearers of noble offspring, bore them,
Who were born from wombs that engender
and those nurturing mothers are freeborn.
The cream of the free and noble.
وَإِذا ما تَضَعضَعَت نارُ حَربٍ
رَفَعوا نارَ حَربِهِم فَاِستَثاروا
And when the fire of war dwindles,
And if the fires of war flare up,
they raise their own war-fire and stir it up.
They kindle their own war fires and so enrage them.
وَإِذا ما الرَبيعُ أَحجَمَ أَحيَوا
مَن يَليهِم وَأَحرَزوا مَن أَجاروا
And when spring holds back, they keep alive
And if the spring shrinks back the revive
their neighbors and keep safe those they shelter.
Those who follow them and give refuge to those they protect.
فَهُمُ القَومُ سُؤدَداً وَفعالاً
وَنَدىً حينَ تُبتَلى الأَخبارُ
They are the men of eminence and worthy deeds,
So they are a people staunch and active,
and generosity, when reports are put to the test.
When calamities try men and test reports.
وَالمُحامونَ حينَ يَحتَضِرُ الناسُ
وَبِالأَكرَمينَ يُحمى الذِمارُ
They are the defenders when people gather;
The upholders of right when mankind is laid low
by the noblest, honor and dependents are protected.
And the noblest by whom reputations are protected.
طَرَدوا الذَمَّ فَهو مِنهُم بَعيدٌ
مالَهُ حَيثُ يَسكُنونَ قَرارُ
They drove reproach away; it lies far from them,
They drove away humiliation, so it is far removed from them,
finding no resting place wherever they dwell.
It has no place wherever they dwell.
وَأَبى الحَمدُ أَن يُحالِفَ قَوماً
غَيرَهُم فَهوَ صائِرٌ حَيثُ صاروا
Praise refuses to ally itself with any people
And glory refused except to ally itself with a people
but them; it follows wherever they go.
Other than them, so it will go wherever they go.
Sol 6.1