1. يا بُدوراً تَغيبُ تَحتَ التُرابِ

    وَجِبالاً تَمُدُّ مَرَّ السَحابِ

    O full moons that vanish beneath the dust,

    and mountains stretching along the clouds' passage!

  2. إِنَّ في ذَلِكَ اِعتِباراً وَذِكرى

    يَتَوَعّى بِها ذَوُو الأَلبابِ

    Indeed, in that are a lesson and a reminder

    that those of understanding take to heart.

  3. قُل لِصادي الأَمالِ لا تَرِدِ العَي

    شَ فَإِنَّ الحَياةَ لَمعُ سَرابِ

    Tell the one thirsty for hopes: do not drink of life,

    for life is the gleam of a mirage.

  4. أَينَ رَبَّ السَريرِ وَالجيزَةِ البَي

    ضاءُ ذاتِ النَخيلِ وَالأَعتابِ

    Where is the lord of the throne and white al-Jiza,

    with its palm trees and thresholds?

  5. عَرَصاتٌ كَأَنَّهُنَّ سَماءٌ

    قَد تَوارَت شَموسُها في الحِجابِ

    Courtyards as though they were a sky,

    whose suns have disappeared behind the veil.

  6. أَينَ رَبُّ الآراءِ وَالرُتبَةِ العَل

    ياءِ وَالماجِدُ الرَفيعُ الجَنابِ

    Where is the master of counsel and exalted rank,

    and the illustrious man of lofty standing?

  7. وَالَذي لَقَّبوهُ بِالأَبلَجِ الوَه

    هابِ طَوراً وَالعابِسِ النَهّابِ

    And he whom they called the radiant, lavish giver

    at times, and the scowling plunderer?

  8. لَيثُ إِبنا أُرتُقَ المَلِكُ المَن

    صورُ رَبُّ الإِحسانِ وَالأَنسابِ

    The lion of Artuq's sons, King al-Mansur,

    lord of beneficence and noble lineage.

  9. صاحِبُ الرِتبَةِ الَّتي نَكَصَ العا

    لِمُ مِن دونِها عَلى الأَعقابِ

    Master of the rank before which the scholar

    retreated upon his heels, falling short of it.

  10. وَمُجَلّي لَبسَ الأُمورِ إِذا بَر

    قَعَ قُبحُ الخَطا وُجوهَ الصَوابِ

    And he who dispelled the confusion of affairs whenever

    the ugliness of error veiled the faces of what was right.

  11. حازَ حِلمَ الكُهولِ طِفلاً وَأَعطي

    وَرَعَ الشَيبِ في أَوانِ الشَبابِ

    He gained the forbearance of mature men as a child, and was granted

    the piety of the gray-haired in the season of youth.

  12. جَلَّ عَن أَن تُقَبِّلَ الناسُ كَفَّي

    هِ فَكانَ التَقبيلُ لِلأَعتابِ

    He was too exalted for people to kiss his palms,

    so kisses were bestowed upon the thresholds.

  13. لَم تُرَنَّح أَعطافَهُ نَشوَةُ المُل

    كِ وَلا يَزدَهيهِ فَرطُ اِعتِجابِ

    The intoxication of kingship never swayed his frame,

    nor did excessive self-admiration make him proud.

  14. رافِعُ النارِ بِالبِقاعِ إِذا أَخ

    مَدَ بَردُ الشِتاءِ صَوتَ الكِلابِ

    He raised the fire across the countryside when

    winter's cold silenced the voices of the dogs.

  15. وَمُحيلُ العامِ المَحيلِ إِذا اِعتا

    دَ لِسانُ الفَصيحِ نُطقَ الذُبابِ

    And he made the barren year fruitful when

    the eloquent tongue grew accustomed to the speech of flies.

  16. عَرَفوا رَبعَهُ وَقَد أُنكِرَ الجو

    دُ بِرَفعِ اللِوا وَنَصبِ العِتابِ

    They recognized his abode, though generosity was no longer known,

    by the raised banner and the reproach set forth,

  17. وَقُدورٍ بِما حَوَت راسِياتٍ

    وَجِفانٍ مَملُوَّةٍ كَالجَوابي

    and cauldrons firmly fixed with all they held,

    and brimming bowls like reservoirs.

  18. مَلِكٌ أَصبَحَ الخَلائِقُ وَالأَي

    يامُ وَالأَرضُ بَعدَهُ في اِضطِرابِ

    A king—all creatures, and the days,

    and the earth fell into turmoil after him.

  19. فَاِعتَبِر خُضرَةَ الرِياضِ تَجِدها

    أَثَرَ اللَطمِ في خُدودِ الرَوابي

    Consider the greenness of the gardens: you will find it

    the mark of slaps upon the cheeks of the hills.

  20. حَمَلوهُ عَلى الرِقابِ وَقَد كا

    نَ نَداهُ أَطواقَ تِلكَ الرِقابِ

    They bore him upon their necks, yet

    his bounty had been collars around those necks.

  21. ما أَظُنُّ المَنونَ تَعلَمُ ماذا

    قَصَفَت بَعدَهُ مِنَ الأَصلابِ

    I do not think Death knows what

    backbones it shattered in his wake.

  22. يا رَجيمَ الخُطوبِ فَاِستَرِقِ السَم

    عَ فَأُفقُ العُلى بِغَيرِ شِهابِ

    O you pelted by calamities, steal a hearing,

    for the horizon of glory has no shooting star.

  23. فَليَطُل بَعدَهُ عَلى الدَهرِ عَتبي

    رُبَّ ذَمٍّ مُلَقَّبٍ بِعِتابِ

    So let my reproach of Time linger after him;

    many a censure goes by the name of reproach.

  24. أَيُّها الذاهِبُ الَّذي عَرَّضَ الأَم

    والَ وَالناسَ بَعدَهُ لِلذَهابِ

    O departed one, who exposed wealth

    and people, after him, to loss.

  25. طارَ لُبُّ السَماحِ يَومَ تُوَفّي

    تَ وَشُقَّت مَرائِرُ الآدابِ

    Generosity's wits flew away the day you died,

    and the vitals of learning were torn apart.

  26. وَعَلا في المَلا عَويلُ العَوالي

    وَنَحيبُ اليَراعِ وَالقِرضابِ

    And through the assembly rose the wailing of tall spears,

    and the sobbing of the reed pen and the keen sword.

  27. لَو يُرَدُّ الرَدى بِقوَّةِ بَأسٍ

    لَوَقَيناكَ في الأُمورِ الصِعابِ

    If death could be repelled by strength of valor,

    we would have shielded you through difficult trials

  28. بِأُسودٍ بيضِ الوُجوهِ طِوالِ ال

    باعِ شُمِّ الأُنوفِ غُلبِ الرِقابِ

    with white-faced lions, long of reach,

    high of nose and thick of neck.

  29. تَرَكوا اللَهوَ لِلغُواةِ وَأَفنوا

    عُمرَهُم في كَتائِبٍ أَو كِتابِ

    They left diversion to the misguided and spent

    their lives among battalions or over a book.

  30. وَجِيادٍ مِثلِ العَقارِبِ نَحوَ ال

    رَوعِ تَسعى شَوائِلَ الأَذنابِ

    And steeds like scorpions, toward

    terror they hastened, their tails raised high.

  31. كُلِّ طِرفٍ مُطَهَّمٍ سائِلِ الغُر

    رَةِ جَعدِ الرِسغَينِ سِبطِ الإِهابِ

    Every noble steed, well-formed, with a flowing forehead blaze,

    stout in both pasterns, sleek of hide.

  32. كُنتَ ذُخراً لَنا لَوَ اَنَّ المَنايا

    جُنِّبَت عَن رَفيعِ ذاكَ الجَنابِ

    You were our treasure—if only the fates of death

    had been kept away from that exalted presence!

  33. لَم أَكُن جازِعاً وَأَنتَ قَريبٌ

    لِبُعادِ الأَهلينَ وَالأَنسابِ

    I was not distressed, while you were near,

    by the distance of family and kindred.

  34. كانَ لي جودُكَ العَميمُ أَنيساً

    في اِنفِرادي وَمَوطِناً في اِغتِرابي

    Your all-embracing generosity was my companion

    in my solitude, and a homeland in my life abroad.

  35. ما بَقائي مِن بَعدِ فَقدِكَ إِلّا

    كَبَقاءِ الرِياضِ بَعدَ السَحابِ

    My survival after losing you is only

    like the survival of gardens after the clouds have passed.