1. عَفَا بَطِحَانٌ مِنْ قُرَيْشٍ فَيَثْرِبُ

    فَمُلْقَى الرِّحَالِ مِنْ مِنىً فَالْمُحَصَّبُ

    Batihan lies deserted, empty of Quraysh, and Yathrib too;

    Then Mina’s camping-ground, then al-Muhassab;

  2. فَعُسْفانُ إلا أنَّ كُلَّ ثَنِيَّةٍ

    بِعُسْفَانَ يَأْوِيهَا مَعَ اللَّيْل مِقنَبُ

    Then ‘Usfan—except that every mountain pass

    At ‘Usfan shelters a troop of horsemen at night;

  3. فَنِعْفُ وَدَاع فَالصِّفَاحُ فَمَكَّةٌ

    فَلَيْسَ بِهَا إلاَّ دِمَاءٌ ومَحْرَبُ

    Then the slope of Wada‘, then al-Sifah, then Mecca—

    Nothing is there but bloodshed and a battlefield.

  4. أَلْهِفي عَلَى القَوْمِ الَّذِينَ تَحَمَّلُوا

    مَعَ ابْنِ كُرَيْزٍ في النَّفِيرِ فَأَوْعَبُوا

    Ah, my grief for the people who departed

    With Ibn Kurayz in the levy, all of them going forth.

  5. وَلهْفِي لِخَلاَّتٍ عُرِضْنَ عَلَيْهِمُ

    كَأَنَّ حُلُومَ الشَّاهِدِيهنَّ غُيَّبُ

    And my grief for the ways set before them,

    As though the minds of those witnessing them were absent.

  6. خِلاَلٌ تَأبَّاها الأَرِيبُ ولَمْ يَكُنْ

    لِيَبْصِرَ مَا فِيهِنَّ إلاَّ المُهَذَّبُ

    Ways the discerning man rejects, and none could

    Perceive what lies in them but a refined man.

  7. لِيَبْكِ بَنُو عُثْمَانَ مَا دَامَ جِذْمُهُمْ

    عَلَيْهِ بأَصْلاَلٍ تُعَرَّى وتُخْشَبُ

    Let Uthman’s sons weep as long as their line endures,

    For him, with keen swords bared and rough-honed.

  8. لِيَبْكُوا عَلَى خَيْرِ البَرِيَّةِ كُلِّهَا

    تَخَوَّنَهُ رَيْبٌ مِنَ الدَّهْرِ مُعْطِبُ

    Let them weep for the best of all creation,

    Whom a deadly turn of fate betrayed.

  9. تَوَاكَلَهُ الأَقْتَالُ باغٍ وخَاذِلٌ

    بَعِيدٌ وذُو قُرْبَى حَسُودٌ مُؤَلِّبُ

    His foes left him to one another: rebel and deserter,

    An outsider, and an envious kinsman stirring others up.

  10. فَغُودِرَ مَقْتُولاً بِغَيْرِ جَرِيرَةٍ

    ألاَ حَبَّذَا ذَاكَ القَتِيلُ المُلَحَّبُ

    So he was left slain, guilty of no offense.

    Ah, how noble that slain man, hacked to pieces!

  11. قَتِيلٌ سَعِيدٌ مُؤْمِنٌ شَقِيَتْ بِهِ

    نُفُوسُ أَعَادِيهِ شَهِيدٌ مُطَيَّبُ

    A blessed slain believer; made wretched through him were

    His enemies’ souls—a martyr, perfumed.

  12. نَغَاءِ عُرَى الإِسْلاَمِ والعَدْلِ بَعْدَه

    نَعَاءِ لَقَدْ نَابَتْ عَلَى النَّاسِ نُوَّبُ

    Lament the bonds of Islam and justice after him;

    Lament! Calamities have indeed befallen the people.

  13. نَعَاءِ ابْنَ عَفَّانَ الإِمَامَ لِمُجْتَدٍ

    إذَا البرْقُ لِلرَّاجِي سَنَا البَرْقِ خُلَّبُ

    Lament Ibn ‘Affan, the leader for a seeker of gifts,

    When lightning brings no rain to one hoping in its gleam.

  14. نَعَاءِ لِفَضْلِ الحِلْمِ والحَزْمِ والنَّدَى

    ومَأْوَى اليَتَامَى الغُبْرِ عَامُوا وأَجْدَبُوا

    Lament surpassing forbearance, resolve, and generosity,

    And the refuge of dust-covered orphans who craved milk and suffered drought,

  15. ومَلْجِأِ مَهْرُوئِينَ يُلْفَى بِهِ الحَيَا

    إذا جَلَّفَتْ كَحْلٌ هُوَ الأُمُّ والأَبُ

    And the shelter of the worn-down, with whom life-giving rain is found;

    When Kahl, the famine, strips all bare, he is mother and father.

  16. لَدْيِهِ لأَنْضَاءِ الخَصَاصِ مَوَارِدٌ

    بِأَذْرَائِهَا يَأْوِي الضَّرِيكُ المُعَصَّبُ

    With him are watering-places for those wasted by want,

    In whose shelters the destitute, hunger-bound man finds refuge.

  17. ويَا عَجَبَا لِلدَّهْرِ أَنَّى أَصَابَهُ

    ومِنْ مِثْلِ مَا لاَقى ابْنُ عَفَّانَ يُعْجَبُ

    O wonder at fate! How did it strike him?

    What befell Ibn ‘Affan is indeed cause for wonder.

  18. فَلَمْ يَرَرَاءٍ مِثْلَ عُثْمَانَ هَالِكاً

    عَلَى مِثْلِ أَيْدِي مَنْ تَعَطَّاهُ يَشْجُبُ

    No beholder ever saw the like of Uthman perish,

    Meeting his doom at hands like those that assailed him.

  19. فَلاَوَأَلَ النَّاعِي البَعِيدُ مِنَ الأَذَى

    ولاَ أَفْلَتَ القَتْلَ القَرِيبُ المُؤَلِّبُ

    May the distant death-announcer not escape harm,

    Nor the inciting kinsman escape being slain.

  20. وإلاَّ يُبَكِّ الأَقْرَبُونَ بِعَوْلَةٍ

    فِرَاقَهُمُ عُثْمَانَ يَوْماً ويَنْدُبُوا

    And if his nearest kin do not weep with wailing

    One day for their parting from Uthman, and lament,

  21. فَإِنَّا سنَبْكِيهِ بِجُرْدٍ كَأَنَّهَا

    ضِرَاءٌ دَعَاهَا مِنْ سَلُوقَ مُكَلِّبُ

    Then we shall mourn him with sleek horses, as though they were

    Hunting hounds summoned from Saluq by a hound-trainer;

  22. ومَوْتٍ كَظِلِّ اللَّيْلِ يَشْهَدُ وِرْدَهُ

    نَشَاشِيبُ يَحْدُوهُنَّ نَبْعٌ وتَأْلَبُ

    And with death like night’s shadow, whose watering-place

    Arrows attend, urged onward by nab‘ and ta’lab bows;

  23. وذِي عَسَلاَنٍ لَمْ تُهَضَّمْ كُعُوبُهُ

    كَمَا خَبَّ ذِئْبُ الرَّدْهَةِ المُتَأَوِّبُ

    And a swaying spear, whose joints have not been worn down,

    Like the trot of the hollow’s wolf, returning by night;

  24. وضَرْبٍ إِذَا العَوْدُ المُذَكِّي عَدَا بِهِ

    إِلَى الَّليْلِ حَتَّى قُنْبُهُ يَتَذَبْذَبُ

    And blows, when the old, fully grown camel runs with its rider

    Into the night, until its penile sheath swings to and fro;

  25. وأَشْمَطَ مِنْ طُولِ الجِهَادِ اسْتَخَفّهُ

    مَعَ المُرْدِ حَتَّى رَأْسُهُ اليَوْمَ أَشْيَبُ

    And a grizzled man, roused by long campaigning,

    Among beardless youths, until today his head is white.

  26. يدارِسهُم أمَّ الكِتَابِ ونَفْسُهُ

    تُنَازِعُهُ وُثْقَى الخِصَالِ وَيْنصَبُ

    He studies with them the Mother of the Book, while his soul

    Draws him toward the firmest virtues, and he toils.

  27. وبَيْضٍ مِنَ المَاذِيِّ كَرَّهَ طَمْعَهَا

    إلَى المَشْرَفَّياتِ القَتِيرُ المُعَقْرَبُ

    And gleaming helmets of fine iron, made untempting

    To Mashrafi swords by scorpion-shaped rivets.

  28. ولَمْ تُنْسِنِي قَتْلَى قُرَيْشٍ ظَعَائِنٌ

    تَحَمَّلْنَ حَتَّى كَادتِ الشَّمْسُ تَغْرُبُ

    Nor did women in howdahs make me forget Quraysh’s slain;

    They journeyed on until the sun was nearly setting.

  29. يُطِفْنَ بِغِرِّيدٍ يُعَلِّلُ ذَا الصِّبَا

    إِذَا رَامَ أُرْكوبَ الغَوَايَةِ أَرْكَبُ

    They circle a sweet-voiced singer who beguiles the man of youthful passion;

    When he seeks a mount for waywardness, I ride.

  30. فَدَعْ ذَا ولكِنْ عُلِّقَتْ حَبْلَ عَاشِقٍ

    لإِحْدَى شِعَابِ الحَيْنِ والقَتْلِ أَرْنَبُ

    Leave that; but a lover’s cord has bound

    Arnab to one of the ravines of doom and death.

  31. مِنَ الهِيفِ مَيْدَانٌ تَرَى نَطَفَاتِهَا

    بِمَهْلِكةٍ أَخْرَاصُهُنَّ تَذَبْذَبٌ

    A swaying woman among the slender-waisted; you see her pearl pendants

    In a perilous place, their hoops swaying.

  32. أَنَاةٌ كَأَنَّ المِسْكَ دُونَ شِعَارِهَا

    يُبَكِّلهُ بِالعَنْبَرِ الوَرْدِ مُقطِبُ

    A stately woman, as though musk beneath her inner garment

    Were blended with rose-hued ambergris by a perfumer.

  33. كَأَنَّ خُزَامَى عَالِجٍ طَرَقَتْ بِهَا

    شَمَالٌ رَسِيسُ المَسِّ بَلْ هِيَ أَطْيَبُ

    As though the lavender of ‘Alij had been visited at night

    By a north wind, faint of touch—yet she is sweeter.

  34. فَبَاكَرَهَا حِينَ اسْتَعانَتْ حُقُوفُهَا

    بِشَهْبَاءَ سَارِيهَا مِنَ القُرِّ أَنْكَبُ

    Then he came to it at dawn, when its dunes sought help

    From a gray cloud, its night-traveler bent by the cold.

  35. أَإِحْدَى بَنِي عَبْسٍ ذَكَرْتَ ودُونَهَا

    سَنِيحٌ ومِنْ رَمْلِ البَعُوضَةِ مَنْكِبُ

    Was it a woman of Banu ‘Abs you recalled, though before her lie

    Sanih and a ridge of al-Ba‘udah’s sands,

  36. وكُتْمَى ودُوَّارٌ كأّنَّ ذُرَاهُمَا

    وقَدْ خَفِيَا إِلاَّ الغَوَارِبَ رَبْرَبُ

    And Kutma and Duwwar, whose summits resemble—

    The two hidden except for their ridges—a herd of wild cattle?

  37. ومِنْ دُونِ حَيْثُ اسْتَوْقَدَتْ مِنْ ضَئِيَدةٍ

    تَنَاهٍ بِهَا طَلْحٌ غَرِيبٌ وتَنْضُبُ

    And nearer than where she lit her fire in Da’idah,

    Lie water-hollows with lone talh and tandub trees.

  38. يَظَلُّ بِهَا ذَبُّ الرِّيَادِ كَأَنَّهُ

    سُرَادِقُ أَعْرَابٍ بِحَبْلَيْنِ مُطْنَبُ

    A restless-roaming wild ass spends the day there, as though

    A Bedouin pavilion stretched taut by two ropes.

  39. غَدَا نَاشِطاً كَالبَرْبَرِيِّ وفي الحَشَا

    لُعَاعَة مَكْرٍ في دَكَادِكَ مُرْطَبُ

    He goes out briskly at dawn, like a Berber; in his belly

    Is tender makr herbage, moist among low sand-hummocks.

  40. تَحَدَّرُ صِبْيَانُ الصَّبَا فَوْقَ مَتْنِهِ

    كَمَا لاَحَ في سِلْكٍ جُمَانٌ مُثَقَّبُ

    The east wind’s little children trickle down his back,

    Like pierced pearls gleaming upon a thread.

  41. لَيَاحٌ تَظَلُّ العَائِذَاتُ يَسُفْنَهُ

    كَسَوْفِ العَذَارَى ذَا القَرَابَةِ مُنْجِبُ

    Gleaming white, he is sniffed all day by females with newborn young,

    Like maidens sniffing a kinsman; he sires fine offspring.