قَدْindeed عَرَضَتshe spoke disparagingly أَرْوَىArwa بِقَوْلwith speech أَفْنادْfollies
قَدْ عَرَضَت أَرْوَى بِقَوْل أَفْنادْ
فَقُلْتُso I said هَمْساًin a whisper فِيin النَجِيِّprivate converse الإِرْوادْgentle deliberation
فَقُلْتُ هَمْساً فِي النَجِيِّ الإِرْوادْ
Arwa has spoken with words of folly.
The most eloquent spoke to me with words that enthralled,
So I whispered in gentle, private converse:
So I whispered gently, taking heed,
أَصْبَحَتِshe became نَمْراءَleopard-fierce كَأُمِّlike the mother of الآسادْlions
أَصْبَحَتِ نَمْراءَ كَأُمِّ الآسادْ
وَرَابَنِيand disturbed me تَحْرِيضُthe urging of كُلِّevery وَجّادْpassionate man
وَرَابَنِي تَحْرِيضُ كُلِّ وَجّادْ
She has turned leopard-fierce, like a mother of lions.
She appeared in the morning like the mother of lions,
Every passionate man's urging disturbed me—
And every impassioned one goaded me on.
حَضَّhe urged وَلاand not يَعْلَمُhe knows مَاwhat فِيin أَجْلَادْbodies
حَضَّ وَلا يَعْلَمُ مَا فِي أَجْلَادْ
مِنْof قُحَمِthe perils of الدَيْنِdebt وَزُهْدand scarcity of الأَرْفادْgifts
مِنْ قُحَمِ الدَيْنِ وَزُهْد الأَرْفادْ
he urged, not knowing what my body bore
He pushed me and did not know what was in my skin
of debt's perils and the scarcity of gifts.
Of asceticism’s fervor and renouncing frivolity.
وَعَجِبَتْand marveled مِنْat ذاكthat أَمُّmother of هَنّادْHannad
وَعَجِبَتْ مِنْ ذاك أَمُّ هَنّادْ
لَمَّاwhen رَأَتْنِيshe saw me راضِياًcontent بِالإِهْمادْwith inactivity
لَمَّا رَأَتْنِي راضِياً بِالإِهْمادْ
Umm Hannad marveled at that
And from that the mother of coquetry was amazed
when she saw me content with inactivity,
When she saw me content with steadfastness.
لاnot أَتَنَحَّىI move away قاعِداًsitting فيamong القُعّادْthe sitters
لا أَتَنَحَّى قاعِداً في القُعّادْ
كَالكُرَّزِlike the falcon المَرْبُوطِtethered بَيْنbetween الأَوْتادْthe stakes
كَالكُرَّزِ المَرْبُوطِ بَيْن الأَوْتادْ
not moving away, seated among the sitters,
I do not shy away sitting amongst the squatted,
like a falcon tethered between stakes.
Like a pegged partridge between the tent pegs,
ساقَطَcaused to fall مِنْهُfrom it الرِيشَthe feathers قَبْلَbefore الإِبْرادْcooling
ساقَطَ مِنْهُ الرِيشَ قَبْلَ الإِبْرادْ
لَفْحُthe scorching blast of الصَلَاfire's heat مِنْfrom وَغْرِthe fierce heat of قَيْظٍmidsummer وَقّادْblazing
لَفْحُ الصَلَا مِنْ وَغْرِ قَيْظٍ وَقّادْ
Its feathers were stripped from it before cooling
Its feathers had fallen off before moulting,
by fire's scorching blast in blazing summer heat.
Scorched by the midday heat and an intense fire.
وَعاجand bent أَحْنائِيmy frame's curves انْحِناءlike the bending of الأَعْوادْsticks
وَعاج أَحْنائِي انْحِناء الأَعْوادْ
هَرْجthe turmoil of الأَمانِيِّhopes وَطُولُand the length of التَعْوادْrepeated recurrence
هَرْج الأَمانِيِّ وَطُولُ التَعْوادْ
And my frame was bent as sticks are bent
My joints creak with the bending of twigs,
by hopes' turmoil and long recurrence,
Confused fancies and accustomed to long vigils,
وَلَيْلَةٌand a night يَحْفِزُهاurges it onward يَوْمٌa day حادْdriving
وَلَيْلَةٌ يَحْفِزُها يَوْمٌ حادْ
إِلَىtoward مُغَوَّاةِthe pitfall of الفَتَىthe young man بِالمِرْصَادْlying in wait
إِلَى مُغَوَّاةِ الفَتَى بِالمِرْصَادْ
and a night urged onward by a driving day
And a night spurred on by a scorching day
toward the young man's pitfall, lying in wait,
To the young man’s trysting place with hunting nets.
بَعْدafter الأَغَانِيِّsongs وَبَعْدand after الإِنْشادْrecitation
بَعْد الأَغَانِيِّ وَبَعْد الإِنْشادْ
لاmay not يَبْعَدنْever pass away عَهْدُthe age of الشَبابِyouth القَيَّادْleading onward
لا يَبْعَدنْ عَهْدُ الشَبابِ القَيَّادْ
after songs and after recitation.
After songs and lyrical chant,
May the age of youth that led us onward never pass away,
May the days of my youth leading the vanguard not be far removed,
وَلاnor مُواخاةُbrotherhood with الكِرامِnoble men وَفّادْvisitors
وَلا مُواخاةُ الكِرامِ وَفّادْ
وَنَفْحand touching أَطْلالfigures اللِمامlocks of hair الأَجْعادْcurly
وَنَفْح أَطْلال اللِمام الأَجْعادْ
nor brotherhood with noble visitors,
Nor the companionship of generous, hospitable men,
nor touching figures with curly locks,
And the breath of the traces of encampments now departed,
وَرَمْيُنَاand our aiming at طَرْفَthe eyes of الحِسانbeautiful women الأَخْوادْtender maidens
وَرَمْيُنَا طَرْفَ الحِسان الأَخْوادْ
بِنَظَرٍwith a glance يَقْتُلُkills قَبْلَbefore الإِصْرادْpiercing through
بِنَظَرٍ يَقْتُلُ قَبْلَ الإِصْرادْ
nor our aiming at the eyes of beautiful maidens
And our glances that kill before piercing
with a glance that kills before piercing.
Were no less than the Yemeni mail-clad warrior’s roasting,
ماnot كانwas تَحْبِيرُthe embellishment of اليَمانِيthe Yemeni البَرَّادْcloak-weaver
ما كان تَحْبِيرُ اليَمانِي البَرَّادْ
يَرْجُوhopes for وَإِنْeven if دَاخَلَjoined forces with كُلَّevery وَصَّادْweaver
يَرْجُو وَإِنْ دَاخَلَ كُلَّ وَصَّادْ
The brocading of the Yemeni cloak-weaver could not
Hoping, even if he enters every pass,
hope, even in league with every weaver,
To weave my weaving, the active, nimble one.
نَسْجِيmy weaving وَنَسْجِيand my weaving مُجْرَهِدُّstretched taut الجُدَّادْthe warp-threads
نَسْجِي وَنَسْجِي مُجْرَهِدُّ الجُدَّادْ
بَلْrather بَلَدa land أَطْرافُهُits edges فِيin أَبْلادْlands
بَلْ بَلَد أَطْرافُهُ فِي أَبْلادْ
to match my weaving—my weaving's warp drawn taut.
Rather it is a land whose horizons lie in regions diverse,
Rather, a land whose edges stretch into other lands,
With loud, ululating battle cries,
مُسْتَقْدِمِjutting forward الرَعْنِthe mountain spur لَمُوعgleaming الأَنْجادْuplands
مُسْتَقْدِمِ الرَعْنِ لَمُوع الأَنْجادْ
أَخْوَقَvast فِيto العَيْنِthe eye قَمُوصbucking الأَكْتادْridges
أَخْوَقَ فِي العَيْنِ قَمُوص الأَكْتادْ
with a projecting mountain spur and gleaming uplands,
Fearful to behold, bones terrifying,
vast to the eye, its ridges bucking—
Where lively livers recoiled,
تَنَشَّطَتْstrode swiftly مِنْهُfrom it عِراضbroad الأَكْبادْof liver
تَنَشَّطَتْ مِنْهُ عِراض الأَكْبادْ
مُنْصَبَّةُpouring downward الحَدْرِthe descent سَوَامِيsoaring الإِصْعادْthe ascent
مُنْصَبَّةُ الحَدْرِ سَوَامِي الإِصْعادْ
from it strode broad-livered she-camels,
High-humped, towering climbs,
sweeping downhill and soaring uphill,
Interwoven fetlocks, the freed, unbroken steeds,
مَحْبُوكَةُfirmly knit الجَلْزِin sinew عِتَاقnoble الأَجْيادْnecks
مَحْبُوكَةُ الجَلْزِ عِتَاق الأَجْيادْ
سَوّاقَةdriving onward الأَرْجُلِthe hind legs عُوجcurved الأَعْضادْupper forelegs
سَوّاقَة الأَرْجُلِ عُوج الأَعْضادْ
firmly knit in sinew, noble-necked,
Pacing evenly, crooked-limbed,
driving their hind legs, curved in the upper forelegs.
When we raced them briskly in a group,
إِذَاwhen أَجَزْنَاهاwe brought them across لِخِمْسٍat a five-day watering interval طَرّادْsustained
إِذَا أَجَزْنَاها لِخِمْسٍ طَرّادْ
بِآجِنِwith stagnant الماءِwater مُحِيلlong-dry الأَعْهادْrainfalls
بِآجِنِ الماءِ مُحِيل الأَعْهادْ
When we brought them across on a sustained five-day watering interval,
With the water skins that change settlements,
with water stagnant and rains long past,
They shrank to the shrinking of ostriches roused.
قَلَّصْنَthey sped تَقْلِيصَwith the swift movement of النَعَامِostriches الوَخّادْlong-striding
قَلَّصْنَ تَقْلِيصَ النَعَامِ الوَخّادْ
سَوامِدَpressing onward اللَيْلِby night خِفافlight الأَزْوادْprovisions
سَوامِدَ اللَيْلِ خِفاف الأَزْوادْ
they sped like long-striding ostriches,
After dusk, unencumbered, lightly-loaded,
pressing through the night, light of provisions,
Swooping down withdin in the crumbling darkness,
يَهْوِينَthey plunge بِالخَرْقِthrough the waste انْخِراطlike slipping free الأَمْسادْropes
يَهْوِينَ بِالخَرْقِ انْخِراط الأَمْسادْ
وَاللَيْلand the night أَحْوَىdark مَالِئٌfilling بِالأَسْدادْwith barriers
وَاللَيْل أَحْوَى مَالِئٌ بِالأَسْدادْ
plunging through the waste like ropes slipping free,
While the night, filled with lions, cast about,
while dark night filled everything with screens.
And their hands with tent poles fending off.
وَطَرْحand the casting of أَيْدِيهِنَّtheir forelegs بِالسَدْوin sweeping strides السادْfar-reaching
وَطَرْح أَيْدِيهِنَّ بِالسَدْو السادْ
بَيْنَbetween الفَيَافِيthe deserts عَرْضُهُits breadth لِلأَطْرادْfor long courses
بَيْنَ الفَيَافِي عَرْضُهُ لِلأَطْرادْ
And the casting of their forelegs in far-reaching strides,
Between the hills its breadth allows galloping,
across the wastes, its sweep open to long courses—
The starved beasts of the steppe split open.
يَنْشَقُّsplits مَوَّارُthe shimmering surge of الصَحارِيdeserts الأَجْرادْbare
يَنْشَقُّ مَوَّارُ الصَحارِي الأَجْرادْ
عَنْaround مُسْنَفاتٍforward-girt camels كَالنَعامِlike ostriches النُدّادْfleeing
عَنْ مُسْنَفاتٍ كَالنَعامِ النُدّادْ
the shimmering surge of bare deserts split
About shapely sand grouse in knots,
around forward-girt camels, like fleeing ostriches.
Nay, but the scholar and summoner knew
بَلْindeed عَلِمَhas learned العالِمُthe knowing man وَالداعِيand the caller النادْcalling aloud
بَلْ عَلِمَ العالِمُ وَالداعِي النادْ
أَنِّيthat I بِسَعْدِيthrough my Sa'd وَهْيَand it is خَيْرthe best of الأَسْعادْthe Sa'd clans
أَنِّي بِسَعْدِي وَهْيَ خَيْر الأَسْعادْ
Indeed, the knowing man and the loud-voiced herald know
That I in my bliss – and it is the best of fortunes –
that through my Sa'd—the best of the Sa'd clans—
Am friendly in the barren valley, shunning towns,
فِيupon صامِلِsolid الهَضبِthe mountain mass مُنِيفtowering الأَطْرادْridges
فِي صامِلِ الهَضبِ مُنِيف الأَطْرادْ
وَأَنَّنِيand that I الطارِحُam the caster فِيamong الجَمْعِthe throng العادْadvancing
وَأَنَّنِي الطارِحُ فِي الجَمْعِ العادْ
I stand upon solid mountain-mass, its ridges towering,
And that I consort with the common folk,
and that I am the caster amid the advancing throng,
Mingling with them immoderately I exaggerate,
غَلْواًa shot بِهwith it أَشْحَطُfarther than غَلْوthe shot of المُزْدادْone striving for more
غَلْواً بِه أَشْحَطُ غَلْو المُزْدادْ
وَمَعْشَرٍand a company لَمْnot يُولَدُواthey were born بِالأَسْعادْamong the Sa'd clans
وَمَعْشَرٍ لَمْ يُولَدُوا بِالأَسْعادْ
casting with it farther than one striving for greater range.
And a people not born to fortunes –
And a company not born among the Sa'd clans—
Prudence restrained me from them to avoid harm
نَهْنَهَنِيheld me back عَنْهُمْfrom them تَوَقِّيmy avoidance of الأَثْآدْdisgraces
نَهْنَهَنِي عَنْهُمْ تَوَقِّي الأَثْآدْ
حِلْماًin forbearance وَأَنْand because لَيْسُواthey are not لَنَاto us بِأَنْدادْequals
حِلْماً وَأَنْ لَيْسُوا لَنَا بِأَنْدادْ
my avoidance of disgrace held me back from them,
With patience, though they are not our equals,
through forbearance, and because they are not our equals.
And if they but witness my position they would acquiesce to agreement
وَلَوْand if رَأَوْاthey saw وَقْعِيmy blow رَضُواthey accepted بالإِقْرادْsubmission
وَلَوْ رَأَوْا وَقْعِي رَضُوا بالإِقْرادْ
وَشاعِرٍand a poet لَمْnot يُهْدَwas guided سَمْتَthe path of الإِرْشادْright guidance
وَشاعِرٍ لَمْ يُهْدَ سَمْتَ الإِرْشادْ
Had they seen my blow, they would have accepted submission.
And a poet not guided to proper direction
And a poet not guided along the path of sound direction,
Until he strayed into the thickets of reaping,
حَتَّىuntil تَلَوَّىhe writhed فِيin مغارِa twisted cord الإِحْصادْfirm twisting
حَتَّى تَلَوَّى فِي مغارِ الإِحْصادْ
وَاعْتَزَّهُand overpowered him بَعْدَafter الخِناقِthe chokehold الزَرّادْconstricting
وَاعْتَزَّهُ بَعْدَ الخِناقِ الزَرّادْ
until he writhed in a firmly twisted noose,
And it squeezed his throat after the quarrel
and after the constricting chokehold was overcome
The reproach of the feeble man, interwoven with malice,
تَقْحِيمُthe charging of عاسِيhard الرُكْنِflank مَحْبُوكِfirmly knit الآدstrength
تَقْحِيمُ عاسِي الرُكْنِ مَحْبُوكِ الآد
أَتْلَعَlong-necked يَسْمُوrises بِتَلِيلٍwith a neck قَوّادْleading ahead
أَتْلَعَ يَسْمُو بِتَلِيلٍ قَوّادْ
by the charge of one hard-flanked and firmly knit in strength,
Began to try to rise with slanderers,
long-necked, raising a neck that leads the way,
Travelling his caravan with a known destination,
يَمْطُوstretches قُرانَاهُits two flanks بِهادٍwith a fore-neck مَرَّادْstout
يَمْطُو قُرانَاهُ بِهادٍ مَرَّادْ
يَزْدادُgrows بُعْداًfarther مِنfrom أَكُفthe hands of المُدّادْthose reaching out
يَزْدادُ بُعْداً مِن أَكُف المُدّادْ
stretching both flanks with a stout fore-neck,
Increasing his distance from the hands that would restrain,
ever farther from the hands that reach for it.
And from the envious and hostile louts
وَحاسِدٍand an envier مِنْamong شانِئِينَhaters حُسّادْenviers
وَحاسِدٍ مِنْ شانِئِينَ حُسّادْ
ماnot زالَceased يَغْلُوhe goes to excess بِالخَنَاin foul speech وَالإِفْنادْand foolish abuse
ما زالَ يَغْلُو بِالخَنَا وَالإِفْنادْ
And an envier among hostile enviers
Who never stopped exaggerating in lies and fabrications
did not cease his excesses in foul speech and foolish abuse,
Until we destroyed his territory with invocations.
حَتَّىuntil هَدَمْناwe demolished حَوْضَهُhis trough بِالأَوْرادْwith the water-seekers
حَتَّى هَدَمْنا حَوْضَهُ بِالأَوْرادْ
فَأيُّهاso, O السائِلُquestioner عَنabout أَهْلthe people of الْوادْthe valley
فَأيُّها السائِلُ عَن أَهْل الْوادْ
until we shattered his trough with our water-seeking throngs.
So O questioner about the people of the valley,
So you who ask about the people of the valley:
If you are blind take heed from witnesses
إِنْif كُنْتyou are أَعْمَىblind فَالقَنَاthen the spears بِالأَشْهادْbefore witnesses
إِنْ كُنْت أَعْمَى فَالقَنَا بِالأَشْهادْ
تُنْبِيكَtell you ماwhat لَمْnot يُحْصِهِhe counted it ذُوa possessor of أَسْبادْshaggy locks
تُنْبِيكَ ما لَمْ يُحْصِهِ ذُو أَسْبادْ
if you are blind, then the spears, before witnesses,
Who will tell you what an enumerator missed.
will tell you what no shaggy-haired man could count.
Verily Tameem was an eminent tribe of ‘Ad
إِنَّindeed تَمِيماًTamim كانَwas قَهْبَاa massive man مِنْfrom عادْ'Ad
إِنَّ تَمِيماً كانَ قَهْبَا مِنْ عادْ
أَرْأَسَlarge-headed مِذْكاراًbegetting sons كَثِيرhaving many الأَوْلادْchildren
أَرْأَسَ مِذْكاراً كَثِير الأَوْلادْ
Indeed, Tamim was a massive man of 'Ad,
With many noble men, beyond a counter's counting,
large-headed, begetting sons, with many children;
So people in their anger and hatred
يَعْجِزُfalls short عَنْهُمْof them عَدُّthe counting of كُلِّevery عَدّادْcounter
يَعْجِزُ عَنْهُمْ عَدُّ كُلِّ عَدّادْ
فَالناسُso the people مِنْfrom تَغَضُّبٍrage وَأَحْقادْand grudges
فَالناسُ مِنْ تَغَضُّبٍ وَأَحْقادْ
every counter's counting falls short of them.
Against Tameem and the region’s blazing heat
So the people, from rage and grudges
Fell ill and died by the malignant stars.
علَىagainst تَمِيمٍTamim مِنْfrom تَلَظِّيthe blazing of الأَحْرادْresentments
علَى تَمِيمٍ مِنْ تَلَظِّي الأَحْرادْ
مَرْضَىsick وَمَوْتَىand dead بِالنُجُومbeneath the stars الأَنْكادْbaleful
مَرْضَى وَمَوْتَى بِالنُجُوم الأَنْكادْ
against Tamim, from blazing resentments,
And if you blame my jesting with verse,
are sick and dead beneath baleful stars.
While Qais is merciful in mighty verse,
وَإِنْand if تُلَمْلِمْgathers خِنْدِفِيmy Khindif بِالأَنْضادْin layered ranks
وَإِنْ تُلَمْلِمْ خِنْدِفِي بِالأَنْضادْ
وَقَيْسُناand our Qays تَرْحَمْshows mercy بِعِزٍّwith might مَيّادْswaying
وَقَيْسُنا تَرْحَمْ بِعِزٍّ مَيّادْ
And if my Khindif gathers its layered ranks,
Deviations fall short of it.
with our Qays, it shows mercy through a swaying might
We are more lasting than mountains solid,
تَزِلُّslip عَنْهُoff it ناطِحاتthe butting horns of الأَضْدادْopponents
تَزِلُّ عَنْهُ ناطِحات الأَضْدادْ
وَنَحْنand we أَبْقَىmore enduring مِنْthan جِبالmountains الأَوْتادْthe pegs
وَنَحْن أَبْقَى مِنْ جِبال الأَوْتادْ
off which the butting horns of opponents slip.
Rising above the leveling vicissitudes of fate,
And we endure longer than firmly pegged mountains
With breasts as strong as coat of mail, supporting pillars,
عَلَىagainst مُلِمّاتِthe calamities of الزَمانِtime الهَدّادْshattering
عَلَى مُلِمّاتِ الزَمانِ الهَدّادْ
نَسْمُوwe rise بِصَدْرٍwith a breast جَوْزُهُits middle ذُوhaving أَكْآدْsteep obstacles
نَسْمُو بِصَدْرٍ جَوْزُهُ ذُو أَكْآدْ
against the calamities of shattering Time.
For us and ancestors, great men of great deeds,
We rise with a breast whose middle is hard to scale,
Saved them from the schemes of every schemer
ضَخْمِhuge المِلاَطَيْنِin both flanks دُعامِيِّpillar-like الهادْthe neck
ضَخْمِ المِلاَطَيْنِ دُعامِيِّ الهادْ
لَنَاours وَأَجْدادٍand forefathers عِظامmighty الأَجْدادْforefathers
لَنَا وَأَجْدادٍ عِظام الأَجْدادْ
huge in both flanks, pillar-necked,
And unjust man, though eminent and severe,
ours, and forefathers' whose forefathers were mighty.
The goring of Oud’s sons is the death of tyrants.
أَحْرَرَهُمْfreed them مِنْfrom كَيْدِthe plotting of كُلِّevery كَيّادْschemer
أَحْرَرَهُمْ مِنْ كَيْدِ كُلِّ كَيّادْ
وَظالِمٍand a tyrant فِيat رَأْسِthe summit of عِزٍّmight ضَهّادْoppressive
وَظالِمٍ فِي رَأْسِ عِزٍّ ضَهّادْ
What freed them from every schemer's plot,
We have troops, excellent for charges,
and from a tyrant atop oppressive might,
With lances at Marw they struck the heads of rivals.
نَطْحُthe butting of بَنِيthe sons of أُدٍّUdd رُؤُوسِthe heads of الآدادْthe mighty
نَطْحُ بَنِي أُدٍّ رُؤُوسِ الآدادْ
عَنَّاon our behalf وَجُنْدٌand an army فاضِلٌsuperior لِلأَجْنادْto armies
عَنَّا وَجُنْدٌ فاضِلٌ لِلأَجْنادْ
was Banu Udd's butting the heads of the mighty
So we are masters even of defiant slaves,
on our behalf—and an army surpassing armies,
No present or absent escapes
بِمَرْوَin Marw ضَرّابُواfrequent strikers of رُؤُوسthe heads of الأَنْدادْequals
بِمَرْوَ ضَرّابُوا رُؤُوس الأَنْدادْ
فَنَحْنso we أَرْبابmasters of العِبادthe people العُبّادْthe worshippers
فَنَحْن أَرْباب العِباد العُبّادْ
in Marw, striking the heads of equals.
Except we subdue him with dominating rule
So we are masters of the people, the devout.
That hurls the adversary like Iblees and the refractory
فَلَيْسَso not يُلْفَىis found حاضِرٌa town-dweller وَلاnor بادْa desert-dweller
فَلَيْسَ يُلْفَى حاضِرٌ وَلا بادْ
إِلَّاexcept قَهَرْناُهُwe subdued him بِمُلْكٍwith sovereignty حَدّادْkeen-edged
إِلَّا قَهَرْناُهُ بِمُلْكٍ حَدّادْ
No townsman or desert-dweller is found
And if clashing with armor restrains
but we have subdued him with keen-edged sovereignty.
Our arms and the skulls of turbaned heads,
تَرْمِيhurls بِناwith us خِنْدِفُKhindif يَوْمَon the day of الإِيسادْfierce assault
تَرْمِي بِنا خِنْدِفُ يَوْمَ الإِيسادْ
طَحْمَةَthe charging mass of إِبْلِيسَIblis وَمِرْدَاةَand a crushing stone for الرَّادْthe repeller
طَحْمَةَ إِبْلِيسَ وَمِرْدَاةَ الرَّادْ
Khindif hurls us on the day of fierce assault,
We disobey with foreign swords every sharp cutting blade,
Iblis's charging mass, a crushing stone for the repeller.
When drawn from their still sheathed repose.
وَنَحْنُand we إِنْif نَهْنَهَheld back ضَرْبُthe blows of الذُوّادْthe defenders
وَنَحْنُ إِنْ نَهْنَهَ ضَرْبُ الذُوّادْ
سَواعِدَthe forearms of القَوْمِthe people وَقَمْدand the stoutest of الأَقْمادْthe stout men
سَواعِدَ القَوْمِ وَقَمْد الأَقْمادْ
And we, when defenders' blows hold back
They split with their edges the firmament's expanse,
the people's forearms and the stoutest of stout men,
We suffice Quraish whoever strove to make mischief
نَعْصَىwe smite بَغَرْبىwith both edges of كُلِّevery نَصْلٍblade قَدّادْcleaving
نَعْصَى بَغَرْبى كُلِّ نَصْلٍ قَدّادْ
إِذَاwhen اسْتُعِيرَتthey are borrowed مِنْfrom جُفُونthe coverings of الأَغْمادْthe sheaths
إِذَا اسْتُعِيرَت مِنْ جُفُون الأَغْمادْ
smite with both edges of every cleaving blade.
Of every hated sowers of dissent,
When borrowed from the coverings of their sheaths,
And atheist who has mixed matters of unbelief,
فَقَأْنَthey burst بِالصَقْعِwith blows يَرَابِيعَjerboas الصادْcopper
فَقَأْنَ بِالصَقْعِ يَرَابِيعَ الصادْ
نَكْفِيwe protect قُرَيْشاًQuraysh مَنْwhoever سَعَىstrives بِالإِفْسادْfor corruption
نَكْفِي قُرَيْشاً مَنْ سَعَى بِالإِفْسادْ
they burst, with blows, the 'jerboas' within copper helmets.
And we cure the pounding of heads and the disease of tremors
We shield Quraysh from whoever works corruption,
With a wave of our hands, the necklaces' threads,
مِنْfrom كُلِّevery مَرْهُوبِfeared الشِقاقِfor dissension جَحّادْobstinate denier
مِنْ كُلِّ مَرْهُوبِ الشِقاقِ جَحّادْ
وَمُلْحِدٍand a heretic خالَطengaged in أَمْرthe affair of الإِلْحادْheresy
وَمُلْحِدٍ خالَط أَمْر الإِلْحادْ
from every obstinate denier feared for his dissension,
We send the heads of the arrogant, aggressive ones
and every heretic who engages in heresy.
From each people before the coins are minted
وَقَدْand indeed نُدَاوِيwe treat مِنْagainst صُدَامِthe onslaught of الإِغْدادْglandular swellings
وَقَدْ نُدَاوِي مِنْ صُدَامِ الإِغْدادْ
وَحَقْوَةِand colic of البَطْنِthe belly وَداءand the disease of الأَلْهادْcrushing afflictions
وَحَقْوَةِ البَطْنِ وَداء الأَلْهادْ
We treat the assault of swelling glands,
To the Commander of the Faithful, rightly guided,
and belly-colic and crushing afflictions,
An honor from God and praise of the praised,
بِخَفْقby the beating of أَيْدِيناour hands خُيُوطthe cords of الأَقْلادْnecks
بِخَفْق أَيْدِينا خُيُوط الأَقْلادْ
نُهْدِيwe present رُؤُوسَthe heads of المُتْرِفِينَthe pampered الصُدّادْobstructionists
نُهْدِي رُؤُوسَ المُتْرِفِينَ الصُدّادْ
by our hands striking the cords of necks.
That one, even if the howling people are rallied,
We present the heads of pampered obstructionists
Silences the bells of bleating flocks,
مِنْfrom كُلِّevery قَوْمٍpeople قَبْلَbefore خَرْجِthe tribute of النُقّادْcash-payers
مِنْ كُلِّ قَوْمٍ قَبْلَ خَرْجِ النُقّادْ
إِلَىto أَمِيرthe commander of المُؤمِنِينthe faithful المُمْتادْsought for bounty
إِلَى أَمِير المُؤمِنِين المُمْتادْ
from every people, before the cash-payers' tribute,
The loud Al-Dayghamiyyat, the booming,
to the Commander of the Faithful, sought for his bounty,
I am inspired despite the allurements of sport and amusement
كَرَامَةَin honor of اللَّهِGod وَحَمْدَand for the praise of الحُمّادْthose who praise
كَرَامَةَ اللَّهِ وَحَمْدَ الحُمّادْ
ذاكَthat وَإِنeven if أَجْلَبraised a clamor أَهْلthe people of الأَهْدادْthreats
ذاكَ وَإِن أَجْلَب أَهْل الأَهْدادْ
for God's honor and the praise of praisers.
My roar and the tumult of the crashing, rumbling din,
That, though the threateners raised a clamor,
And the echo of the brittle bowl that rebounds
أَسْكَتsilenced أَجْراسthe voices of القُرُومthe champions الأَلْوادْstubborn
أَسْكَت أَجْراس القُرُوم الأَلْوادْ
اَلْضَيْغَمِيّاتِthe lionesses العِظامgreat الأَلْدادْfiercely contentious
اَلْضَيْغَمِيّاتِ العِظام الأَلْدادْ
hushed the voices of the stubborn champions,
Silenced for me the bells of every babbler
the great and fiercely contentious lionesses,
Who frightened away a bustard before shooting,
عَنِّيagainst me وَأَوْعَيْنَand they stored اللَهَىthe palates فيin الأَلْغادthe jowls
عَنِّي وَأَوْعَيْنَ اللَهَى في الأَلْغاد
زَأْرِيmy roar وَقَبْقَابُand the gurgling of الهَدِيرِthe rumble الزَغّادْforceful
زَأْرِي وَقَبْقَابُ الهَدِيرِ الزَغّادْ
against me; they tucked their palates into their jowls—
Spreading its wings over its chicks,
my roar and the gurgling of its forceful rumble,
As if a torrent poured after damming
وَرَدُّand the return of بخَبْاخِcrackling القَصِيفِthe thunderous crash الرَدّادْechoing
وَرَدُّ بخَبْاخِ القَصِيفِ الرَدّادْ
أَسْكَتَsilenced عَنِّيagainst me جَرْسَthe voice of كُلِّevery هَدْهادْloud roarer
أَسْكَتَ عَنِّي جَرْسَ كُلِّ هَدْهادْ
and the answering crackle of its echoing crash.
Over my beloved's brow, frowning with pain,
It hushed every loud roarer's voice against me.
In a shock of hair like gall, amid plaits,
يَفْرَقْنَthey fear مِنْfrom نَهْدٍa powerful beast كَعُرْضِlike the breadth of الصَلّادْhard rock
يَفْرَقْنَ مِنْ نَهْدٍ كَعُرْضِ الصَلّادْ
عَلَىon غُرَابَيْهِits two hipbones نَفِيُّloose tufts of الإِلْبادْmatted hair
عَلَى غُرَابَيْهِ نَفِيُّ الإِلْبادْ
They fear a powerful beast, broad as hard rock,
Or the curling lock between curly plaits,
with loose matted tufts upon its two hipbones,
Unruly against the nose bands and halter ropes,
كَأَنَّas though رُبّاًthick syrup سالَflowed بَعْدَafter الإِعْقادْthickening
كَأَنَّ رُبّاً سالَ بَعْدَ الإِعْقادْ
عَلَىover لَدِيدَىْthe two sides of مُصْمَئِكٍّa compact one صِلْخادْrock-hard
عَلَى لَدِيدَىْ مُصْمَئِكٍّ صِلْخادْ
as though thick syrup had flowed after thickening
Disheveled soft hair upon soft skin,
over the two sides of a compact, rock-hard beast,
As if it was dyed with saffron or the yellow dye,
فِيin هامَةٍa head كَالصَمْدِlike a rocky knoll بَيْنamong الأَصْمادْrocky knolls
فِي هامَةٍ كَالصَمْدِ بَيْن الأَصْمادْ
أَوْor جُمُدِa boulder العادِيِّancient بَيْنamong الأَجْمادْboulders
أَوْ جُمُدِ العادِيِّ بَيْن الأَجْمادْ
in a head like a rocky knoll among knolls,
Pulling out locks with a sharpened incisor,
or an ancient boulder among boulders,
And twisted strands like a wine skin’s twist,
صَعْبٍunyielding عَنِto الخَطْمِnose-reins وَقَيْدand the fettering of الأَقْيادْfetters
صَعْبٍ عَنِ الخَطْمِ وَقَيْد الأَقْيادْ
جَعْدِcurly الدّرَانِيكِshaggy coverings رِفَلِّloose-hanging الأَجْلادْhides
جَعْدِ الدّرَانِيكِ رِفَلِّ الأَجْلادْ
unyielding to nose-reins and the bondage of fetters,
Hating the pounding of the two forehead veins,
curly in its shaggy coverings, loose-hided,
In his head tossed hair of youth,
كَأَنَّهُas though it مُخْتَضِبٌwere dyed فِيin أَجْسادْpigments
كَأَنَّهُ مُخْتَضِبٌ فِي أَجْسادْ
مِنْfrom صِبْغِthe dye of وَرْسٍwars, a yellow dye-plant أَوْor صِباغthe coloring of الفِرْصادْmulberry
مِنْ صِبْغِ وَرْسٍ أَوْ صِباغ الفِرْصادْ
as though it were steeped in pigments
Shaking the earth with might and moaning,
of wars-dye or mulberry coloring.
So they are victims of a charging knight,
يَقْتَصِلُcuts clean through القَصْلَa shearing cut بِنابٍwith a fang حُدّادْsharp-cutting
يَقْتَصِلُ القَصْلَ بِنابٍ حُدّادْ
وَلَفْتِand a wrenching كَسّارِbreaking العِظامِbones خَضّادْcrushing
وَلَفْتِ كَسّارِ العِظامِ خَضّادْ
It shears clean through with a sharp-cutting fang,
Who promises or takes before appointed time,
and a wrenching that shatters and crushes bones,
A deadly fate that scatters the heads of rivals
كَرْهِgrim الحِجاجَيْنِin both eye-sockets شَدِيدstrong الأَرْآدْin the joints
كَرْهِ الحِجاجَيْنِ شَدِيد الأَرْآدْ
فِيin رَأْسِهِits head مُرْتَهِشاتquivering الأَحْيادْbony ridges
فِي رَأْسِهِ مُرْتَهِشات الأَحْيادْ
grim in both eye-sockets, strong in the joints;
From bones into the innermost soul,
bony ridges quiver within its head.
While peers of warriors, heavily armed, rejoice
يَسْتَرْجِفmakes tremble الأَرْضَthe earth بِرِزٍّwith a rumble وَأَّادْheavy
يَسْتَرْجِف الأَرْضَ بِرِزٍّ وَأَّادْ
فَهُنَّso they صَرْعَىlie slain مِنْby جُرازٍa devourer وَرّادْever-returning
فَهُنَّ صَرْعَى مِنْ جُرازٍ وَرّادْ
It makes the earth tremble with a deep, heavy rumble,
At the thick staff of the strong, towering man,
and they lie slain by a devourer ever returning,
Who casts to hands invincible in combat,
يُوعِدthreatens أَوْor يَأْخُذُseizes قَبْلbefore الإِيعادْthreatening
يُوعِد أَوْ يَأْخُذُ قَبْل الإِيعادْ
سَرَومطٍa long-bodied beast يُذريscatters رُؤوسَthe tips of الأَقصادfragments
سَرَومطٍ يُذري رُؤوسَ الأَقصاد
that threatens—or seizes before a threat—
And looming figures like massive mountains,
a long-bodied beast scattering the tips of fragments
مِنَof العِظامِbones فيin الصَميمِthe core الأَعرادhard
مِنَ العِظامِ في الصَميمِ الأَعراد
يَعتزُّoverpowers أَقرانُpeers الجِذابِthe grappling المَدَّادlong-drawn
يَعتزُّ أَقرانُ الجِذابِ المَدَّاد
of bone, deep in the hard core.
It overmasters its peers in a long-drawn grapple,
قَسْبِhard العَلابِيِّneck-sinews شَدِيدstrong الأَعْلادْneck
قَسْبِ العَلابِيِّ شَدِيد الأَعْلادْ
يُرْزِيtakes refuge إِلَىin أَيْدٍmight مَنِيعimpregnable الأُيّادْsupports
يُرْزِي إِلَى أَيْدٍ مَنِيع الأُيّادْ
hard of neck-sinew, strong of neck,
taking refuge in might, impregnable in its supports,
وشامِخَاتٍand lofty heights كَالْجِبالِlike mountains الأَطْوادْmassive peaks
وشامِخَاتٍ كَالْجِبالِ الأَطْوادْ
and lofty heights like massive mountain peaks.
Partial English translation: 127 of 133 Arabic lines translated.
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