لِلْمَازِنِيَّةِfor the woman of Mazin مُصْطَافٌa summer dwelling ومُرْتَبَعُand a spring encampment
لِلْمَازِنِيَّةِ مُصْطَافٌ ومُرْتَبَعُ
مِمَّاamong what رَأَتْsaw أُودُUd فَالمِقْرَاةُthen al-Miqrat فَالجَرَعُthen al-Jaraʿ
مِمَّا رَأَتْ أُودُ فَالمِقْرَاةُ فَالجَرَعُ
The woman of Mazin has a summer dwelling and a spring encampment,
For the woman of the tribe of Mazin, Mustafa and Murtaba'
among those witnessed by Ud, then al-Miqrat, then al-Jaraʿ.
Of what Oda saw, so for the bowl and then the draft
مِنْهَاamong them بنَعْفِon the slope of جُرَادٍJurad فَالقَبَائِضِthen al-Qabaʾid مِنْof
مِنْهَا بنَعْفِ جُرَادٍ فَالقَبَائِضِ مِنْ
ضَاحِيthe open country of جُفَافٍJufaf مَرىًpasture (reading uncertain) دُنْيَاnearby ومُسْتَمَعُand a gathering place
ضَاحِي جُفَافٍ مَرىً دُنْيَا ومُسْتَمَعُ
Among them, on Jurad's slope, then al-Qabaʾid, in
From it with the odor of dried locusts, so for the fists of
the open country of Jufaf: nearby pasture and a gathering place.
A blazing drought, life is a transient world and a listening ear
نَاطَbound الفُؤَادَthe heart مَنَاطاًan attachment لاَnot يُلاَئِمُهُsuits it
نَاطَ الفُؤَادَ مَنَاطاً لاَ يُلاَئِمُهُ
حَيَّانِtwo tribes دَاعٍone calling لإِصْعَادٍfor an upland journey ومُنْدَفِعُand one departing
حَيَّانِ دَاعٍ لإِصْعَادٍ ومُنْدَفِعُ
The heart was bound to an attachment ill-suited to it:
My heart inclines in a way that does not suit it
two tribes, one calling for an upland journey and one departing.
Of an impassioned caller to ascend and descend
حَىُّa tribe مَحَاضِرُهُمْtheir settled camps شَتَّىscattered ويَجْمَعُهُمْand gathers them
حَىُّ مَحَاضِرُهُمْ شَتَّى ويَجْمَعُهُمْ
دَوْمُthe doum palms الإِيَادِof al-Iyad وفَاثورٌand Fathur إِذَاwhen انْتَجَعُواthey seek pasture
دَوْمُ الإِيَادِ وفَاثورٌ إِذَا انْتَجَعُوا
A tribe whose settled camps are scattered, yet they are gathered
Their gatherings scattered, and gathered by
by the doum palms of al-Iyad and Fathur whenever they seek pasture.
The permanence of blame and overflowing when they recover
لاmay not يُبْعِدِdrive far away اللهُGod أَصْحَاباًcompanions تَرَكْتُهُمُI left them
لا يُبْعِدِ اللهُ أَصْحَاباً تَرَكْتُهُمُ
لَمْnot أَدْرِI knew بَعْدَafter غَدَاةِthe morning of البَيْنِparting مَاwhat صَنَعُواthey did
لَمْ أَدْرِ بَعْدَ غَدَاةِ البَيْنِ مَا صَنَعُوا
May God not drive far away the companions I left behind;
May God not distance companions I left
I never learned what they did after the morning of parting.
I did not know after the morning of separation what they did
هَاجُواthey urged الرَّحيلَdeparture وقالواand they said إِنَّindeed مَشْرَبَكُمْyour watering place
هَاجُوا الرَّحيلَ وقالوا إِنَّ مَشْرَبَكُمْ
مَاءُthe water of الذِّنَابَيْنal-Dhinabayn مِنْfrom مَاوِيَّةَMawiyya النُّزُعُfar distant
مَاءُ الذِّنَابَيْن مِنْ مَاوِيَّةَ النُّزُعُ
They urged departure and said, 'Your watering place
They stirred to depart and said, “Indeed your drinking place
is the distant water of al-Dhinabayn, away from Mawiyya.'
Is the water of snakes from a crumbling spring”
إِذَاwhen أَتَيْنَthey arrive عَلَىat وَادِيthe valley of النِّبَاجِal-Nibaj بِنَاcarrying us
إِذَا أَتَيْنَ عَلَى وَادِي النِّبَاجِ بِنَا
خُوصاًnarrow-eyed camels فَلَيْسَso there is no عَلَىto مَاwhat فَاتَhas passed مُرْتَجَعُreturn
خُوصاً فَلَيْسَ عَلَى مَا فَاتَ مُرْتَجَعُ
Once they carry us past the valley of al-Nibaj,
When we come upon the valley of Nibaj with us
those narrow-eyed camels—there is no recovering what has passed.
Timidly, there is no going back to what is past
شَافَتْكَstirred your longing (reading uncertain) أُخْتُthe woman of بَنيthe sons of دَأْلاَنَDaʾlan فيamong ظُعُنٍtravelling women
شَافَتْكَ أُخْتُ بَني دَأْلاَنَ في ظُعُنٍ
مِنْfrom هؤُلاءهthese people إِلَىtoward أَنْسَابِهَاher kin شِيَعُbands
مِنْ هؤُلاءه إِلَى أَنْسَابِهَا شِيَعُ
The woman of Banu Daʾlan stirred your longing among travelling women,
The sister of the tribe of Danlan eyed you with a glance
going in bands from these people toward her own kin.
Of longing from them to her lineage throng
يَخْدِيtrots بِهَاcarrying her بَازْلٌa mature camel فُتْلٌturned outward مَرَافِقُهُits elbows
يَخْدِي بِهَا بَازْلٌ فُتْلٌ مَرَافِقُهُ
يَجْرِيflows بِدِيبَاجَتَيْهِover its two cheeks الرَّشْحُsweat مُرْتَدِعُstained
يَجْرِي بِدِيبَاجَتَيْهِ الرَّشْحُ مُرْتَدِعُ
A mature camel trots along with her, its elbows turned outward;
Bazil, a stallion, went with him
sweat streams over both its cheeks, leaving it stained.
As the skirts of his robe flow, swaggering
طَافَتْmoved about بِأَعْلاِقِهِamong its precious trappings حُورٌwide, dark-eyed women مُنَعَّمَةٌpampered
طَافَتْ بِأَعْلاِقِهِ حُورٌ مُنَعَّمَةٌ
تَدْعُوcalling on العَرانِينَthe chiefs مِنْof بَكْرٍBakr ومَاand what جَمَعُواthey gathered
تَدْعُو العَرانِينَ مِنْ بَكْرٍ ومَا جَمَعُوا
Pampered, dark-eyed women move about its precious trappings,
Houries with shapely limbs circled him
calling on Bakr's chiefs and all they have gathered.
Calling the young men of Bakr and those they gathered
وُعْثُsoft الرَّوَادِفof buttocks مَاnot تَعْيَاfinds difficulty بِلِبْسَتِهَاin wearing their dress
وُعْثُ الرَّوَادِف مَا تَعْيَا بِلِبْسَتِهَا
هَيْلَheaped sand الدَّهَاسِof yielding sandy ground وفيand in أَوْرَاكِهَاtheir hips ظَلَعُa limp
هَيْلَ الدَّهَاسِ وفي أَوْرَاكِهَا ظَلَعُ
Soft-rumped; their garments would pose no difficulty to
The thickets where the caravan stopped did not tire in their dress
heaps of soft sand, and their hips have a limping sway.
Of the chaos of Dahas and in their dens are shadows
بِيضٌfair-skinned مَلاَوِيحُthirst-parched يَوْمَon a day of الصَّيْفِsummer لاَnot صُبُرٌpatient
بِيضٌ مَلاَوِيحُ يَوْمَ الصَّيْفِ لاَ صُبُرٌ
عَلَىwith الهَوَانِhumiliation ولاَnor سُودٌdark-skinned ولاَnor نُكُعُcraven
عَلَى الهَوَانِ ولاَ سُودٌ ولاَ نُكُعُ
Fair-skinned, thirst-parched on summer days, not patient
Whites flawless on a summer’s day, no patience
with humiliation, neither dark-skinned nor craven.
For abasement, nor raven hair, nor bending
بَلْbut مَاwhat تَذَكَّرخyou recall (irregular spelling) مِنْof كَأْسٍa cup شَرِبْتَyou drank بِهَاfrom it
بَلْ مَا تَذَكَّرخ مِنْ كَأْسٍ شَرِبْتَ بِهَا
وقَدْwhile already عَلاَhas overtaken الرَّأْسَthe head مِنْكَof yours الشَّيْبُgray hair والصَّلَعُand baldness
وقَدْ عَلاَ الرَّأْسَ مِنْكَ الشَّيْبُ والصَّلَعُ
But what do you recall of a cup you drank from,
Rather what you remember of a cup you drank with her
now that gray hair and baldness have overtaken your head?
While the grey hair and baldness rise up your head
مِنْfrom أُمِّthe mistress مَثْوىًof the lodging كَرِيمٍof a noble man هَابَwho feared ذْمَّتَهَاher claim to protection
مِنْ أُمِّ مَثْوىً كَرِيمٍ هَابَ ذْمَّتَهَا
إِنَّindeed الكَرِيمَthe noble man عَلَىdespite عِلاَّتِهِhis faults وَرِعُis scrupulous
إِنَّ الكَرِيمَ عَلَى عِلاَّتِهِ وَرِعُ
From the hostess of a noble man who feared violating her trust;
From the mother of an honorable abode, her covenant is inviolable
for a noble man, despite his faults, is scrupulous.
Indeed the honorable in his weakness is devout
حَوْرَاءُwide, dark-eyed بَيْضَاءُfair-skinned مَاnot نَدْرِيwe know أَتُمِكِنُنَاwill she give us access?
حَوْرَاءُ بَيْضَاءُ مَا نَدْرِي أَتُمِكِنُنَا
بَعْدَafter الفُكَاهَةِplayful banter أَمْor تَأْبَىshe refuses فَتَمْتَنِعُand so withholds herself
بَعْدَ الفُكَاهَةِ أَمْ تَأْبَى فَتَمْتَنِعُ
Dark-eyed and fair—we do not know whether she will yield to us
A fair-skinned Houri, we know not will she allow us
after playful banter, or refuse and hold herself aloof.
After fun or refuse and abstain
لَوْif سَاوَفَتْنَاshe exchanged a sniff with us بِسَوْفٍٍwith a sniff مِنْof تَحِيَّتَهاher greeting
لَوْ سَاوَفَتْنَا بِسَوْفٍٍ مِنْ تَحِيَّتَها
سَوْفَthe sniff العَيُوفِof a water-shunning camel لرَاحَwould surely depart الرَّكْبُthe riders قَدْalready قنِعُواwere content
سَوْفَ العَيُوفِ لرَاحَ الرَّكْبُ قَدْ قنِعُوا
If she offered us a mere sniff of her greeting,
Had we tempted her with the temptation of the licentious
like the sniff of a water-shunning camel, the riders would leave content.
The caravan would have left content
مِنْamong them مُضْمِرٍone concealing حَاجَةًa desire فيin الصَّدْرِthe breast عَيَّwas tongue-tied بِهَاby it
مِنْ مُضْمِرٍ حَاجَةً في الصَّدْرِ عَيَّ بِهَا
فلاso not يُكَلَّمُis he addressed إِلاَّexcept وَهُوَwhile he is مُخْتَشِعُabashed
فلا يُكَلَّمُ إِلاَّ وَهُوَ مُخْتَشِعُ
Among them, one hides a desire in his breast, tongue-tied by it,
With a secret desire in the breast, bewildered by it
never addressed without being abashed.
So he is not spoken to unless perplexed
تَرْنُوshe gazes بِعَينَيْwith the two eyes of مَهَاةِan oryx الرَّمْلof the sand أَفْرَدَهَاkept her apart
تَرْنُو بِعَينَيْ مَهَاةِ الرَّمْل أَفْرَدَهَا
رَخْصٌtender ظُلُوفَتُهُits hoofs إِلاَّexcept القَنَاthe leg bones ضَرَعُfrail
رَخْصٌ ظُلُوفَتُهُ إِلاَّ القَنَا ضَرَعُ
She gazes with the eyes of a sand oryx, drawn apart
She gazes with the eyes of Maha, the sands'retreat
by a tender, soft-hoofed calf, frail except in its leg bones.
Except for the melodious calling of the milch camels grazing
ابْنُa son of غَدَاتَيِنِtwo mornings مَوْشيُّpatterned أَكَارِعُهُits shanks
ابْنُ غَدَاتَيِنِ مَوْشيُّ أَكَارِعُهُ
لَمَّاnot yet تُشَدَّدْhave been hardened لَهُfor it الأَرْسَاغُthe pasterns والزَّمَعُand the dewclaws
لَمَّا تُشَدَّدْ لَهُ الأَرْسَاغُ والزَّمَعُ
Two mornings old, with patterned shanks,
The son of two mornings, walking proudly, his legs
its pasterns and dewclaws have not yet grown firm.
Stiffen as the shackles and reins are pulled
صَافيsmooth الأَدِيمِof hide رَقِيقُdelicate المِنْخَرَيْنِin the two nostrils إِذَاwhen
صَافي الأَدِيمِ رَقِيقُ المِنْخَرَيْنِ إِذَا
سَافَit sniffed المَرَابِضَthe resting grounds فيin أَرْسَاغِهِits pasterns كَرَعُslenderness
سَافَ المَرَابِضَ في أَرْسَاغِهِ كَرَعُ
Smooth of hide and delicate-nostrilled, when
Pure white leather, slender nostrils, when
it sniffs the resting grounds—its pasterns slender.
He raced the meadows in his shackles swift
رُبَيِّبٌa nursling لَمْnot يُفَلِّكْهُfit it with a weaning peg الرِّعَاءُthe herdsmen ولَمْand not
رُبَيِّبٌ لَمْ يُفَلِّكْهُ الرِّعَاءُ ولَمْ
يُقْصَرْwas restrained بِحَوْمَلَat Hawmal أَقْصَىat the farthest edge سِرْبِهِof its herd وَرَعُtimid
يُقْصَرْ بِحَوْمَلَ أَقْصَى سِرْبِهِ وَرَعُ
A nursling, never fitted with a weaning peg by herdsmen, nor
A sturdy colt the shepherds did not spoil nor
restrained at Hawmal, timid at the farthest edge of its herd,
Was he worn down hauling the rear of the flock and grazing
إِلاَّexcept مَهَاةٌan oryx إِذَاwhen مَاever ضَاعَهَاit roused her عَطَفَتْshe turned toward it
إِلاَّ مَهَاةٌ إِذَا مَا ضَاعَهَا عَطَفَتْ
كَمَاjust as حَنَىcurved الوَقْفَthe bracelet لِلْمَوْشِيَّةِfor the adorned woman الصَّنَعُthe skilled craftsman
كَمَا حَنَى الوَقْفَ لِلْمَوْشِيَّةِ الصَّنَعُ
except by an oryx: when it rouses her, she turns toward it,
Only Maha, when she loses him, circles back
as a skilled craftsman curves a bracelet for an adorned woman.
As the waterspout curves for the she-camel's craft
يَمْشِيit walks إِلَىto جَنْبِهَاher side حَالاًfor a while وتَزْجُلُهُand she urges it on
يَمْشِي إِلَى جَنْبِهَا حَالاً وتَزْجُلُهُ
ثُمَّتْthen يُخَالِفُهَاit turns away from her طَوْراًat another time فَيَضْطَجِعُand so lies down
ثُمَّتْ يُخَالِفُهَا طَوْراً فَيَضْطَجِعُ
It walks beside her a while, and she urges it on;
He walks beside her at times and she sings to him
then at times it turns away from her and lies down.
Then leaves her for a while and lies down
ظلَّتshe spent the day بِأَكْثِبَةِat the dunes of الحُرَّيْنِal-Hurrayn تَرْقُبُهُwatching it
ظلَّت بِأَكْثِبَةِ الحُرَّيْنِ تَرْقُبُهُ
تَخْشَىshe fears عَلَيْهfor it إِذَاwhen ماever اسْتَأخَرَhangs back السَّبُعُthe beast of prey
تَخْشَى عَلَيْه إِذَا ما اسْتَأخَرَ السَّبُعُ
She spends the day watching it at the dunes of al-Hurrayn,
She stayed watchful in the thickets of the Hurrein
fearing for it whenever the beast of prey hangs back.
Fearing for him if the predators came late
يَاO بِنْتِdaughter آلِof the house of شِهَابٍShihab هَلْdo ...? عَلِمْتِyou know إِذَاwhen
يَا بِنْتِ آلِ شِهَابٍ هَلْ عَلِمْتِ إِذَا
أَمْسَىreached evening المَرَاغِثُthe nursing dams فيin أَعْنَاقِهَاtheir necks خَضَعُbowed
أَمْسَى المَرَاغِثُ في أَعْنَاقِهَا خَضَعُ
O daughter of the house of Shihab, do you know, when
O daughter of the family of Shihab, do you know when
the nursing dams reach evening with bowed necks,
The turtle-doves bow their necks at dusk
أَنِّيthat I أُتَمِّمُcomplete أَيْسَارِيmy fellow lot-players بِذِيwith one having أَوَدٍa curve
أَنِّي أُتَمِّمُ أَيْسَارِي بِذِي أَوَدٍ
مِنْfrom فَرْعِa branch of شَيْحَاطَshayhat صَافٍsmooth لِيطُهُits outer skin قَرِعُbare
مِنْ فَرْعِ شَيْحَاطَ صَافٍ لِيطُهُ قَرِعُ
that I complete my company of lot-players with a curved bow,
That I ready my arrows with one of flawless
from a shayhat branch, smooth-surfaced and stripped bare?
Sycamore to straighten and pierce it
يَحْدُوurges onward قَنَابِلَهُمْtheir companies شُعْثٌdishevelled مَقَادِمُهُمْtheir forelocks
يَحْدُو قَنَابِلَهُمْ شُعْثٌ مَقَادِمُهُمْ
بِيضُfair الوُجُوهِof face مَغَالِيقُwinning lot-players الضُّحَىof the forenoon خُلُعُreckless
بِيضُ الوُجُوهِ مَغَالِيقُ الضُّحَى خُلُعُ
Men with tousled forelocks urge their companies onward,
Their quivers resound, disheveled are their forelocks
fair-faced, masters of the morning game, reckless,
White of face, intense at dawn, stripped
إِلَىtoward الوَفَاءِfulfilling pledges فَأَدَّتْهُمْso paid them their due قِدَاحُهُمُtheir lot-arrows
إِلَى الوَفَاءِ فَأَدَّتْهُمْ قِدَاحُهُمُ
فَلاَso not يَزَالُceases لَهُمْfor them مِنْof لَحْمَةٍmeat قَرَعُa lot-won portion
فَلاَ يَزَالُ لَهُمْ مِنْ لَحْمَةٍ قَرَعُ
toward fulfilling their pledges; their lot-arrows pay them their due,
Loyal, their cups made them so
so a lot-won portion of meat is always theirs.
They will always have a slice of meat to slice
ولاَand not تَزَالُceases لَهُمْfor them قِدْرٌa pot مُغَطْغِطَةٌbubbling noisily
ولاَ تَزَالُ لَهُمْ قِدْرٌ مُغَطْغِطَةٌ
كَالرَّأْلِlike an ostrich chick تَعْجِيلُهَاits first quick servings الأَعْجَازُthe rump cuts والقَمَعُand the hump-tops
كَالرَّأْلِ تَعْجِيلُهَا الأَعْجَازُ والقَمَعُ
And a pot is always bubbling noisily for them,
And they will always have a pot boiling
like an ostrich chick, its first helpings rump cuts and hump-tops.
Like boiling froth, hurried by the palms and ladle
يَاO بِنْتَdaughter آلِof the house of شِهَابٍShihab هَلْdo ...? عَلِمْتِyou know إذَاwhen
يَا بِنْتَ آلِ شِهَابٍ هَلْ عَلِمْتِ إذَا
هَابَfeared الحَمَالَةَthe indemnity burden بَكْرُthe young male camel الثَّلَّةِof the herd الجَذَعُnot fully mature
هَابَ الحَمَالَةَ بَكْرُ الثَّلَّةِ الجَذَعُ
O daughter of the house of Shihab, do you know, when
O daughter of the family of Shihab, do you know when
the herd's young camel fears the burden of indemnity,
The young she-camel fled, terrified by the leather skirt
أَنَّاthat we نَقُومُattend بِجُلاَّنَاto our greatest duties ويَحْمِلُهَاand he bears it
أَنَّا نَقُومُ بِجُلاَّنَا ويَحْمِلُهَا
مِنَّاamong us طَوِيلُlong نِجَادِin the baldric السَّيْفِof the sword مُطَّلِعُable to shoulder the burden
مِنَّا طَوِيلُ نِجَادِ السَّيْفِ مُطَّلِعُ
that we undertake our greatest burdens, and it is borne
That we stand with our weapons and they are borne for us
by one of us, long of sword-baldric, equal to the task,
By the tall knight, sword bare and piercing
رَحْبُample المَجَمِّin inner reserve إِذَاwhen مَاever الأَمْرُthe crisis بَيَّتَهcame upon him at night
رَحْبُ المَجَمِّ إِذَا مَا الأَمْرُ بَيَّتَه
كَالسَّيْفِlike a sword ليْسَthere is not بِهِin it فَلٌّa notch ولاَnor طَبَعُrust
كَالسَّيْفِ ليْسَ بِهِ فَلٌّ ولاَ طَبَعُ
ample in reserve when trouble comes upon him by night,
Broad is his headband, when the matter showed its truth
like a sword with neither notch nor rust?
Like a sword without flaws or markings
نَحْبِسُwe hold in reserve أَذْوَادَنَاour camel herds حَتَّىuntil نُمِيطَwe remove بِهَاwith them
نَحْبِسُ أَذْوَادَنَا حَتَّى نُمِيطَ بِهَا
عَنَّاfrom ourselves الغَرَامَةَthe indemnity لاَnot سُودٌblack-faced ولاnor خُرُعُweaklings
عَنَّا الغَرَامَةَ لاَ سُودٌ ولا خُرُعُ
We keep our camel herds in reserve until through them we remove
We withhold our grazing livestock until we clear
the indemnity from ourselves—neither black-faced nor weak.
The fines from us, neither black nor bleating
يَاO أُخْتَsister آلِof the house of شِهَابٍShihab هَلْdo ...? عَلِمْتِyou know إِذَاwhen
يَا أُخْتَ آلِ شِهَابٍ هَلْ عَلِمْتِ إِذَا
أَنْسَىmade forget الحَرِائِرَthe freeborn women اللَّبْسَةِtheir clothing الفَزَعُterror
أَنْسَى الحَرِائِرَ اللَّبْسَةِ الفَزَعُ
O sister of the house of Shihab, do you know, when
O sister of the family of Shihab, do you know when
terror makes freeborn women forget their clothing,
The noblewomen forgot in their fright the skirt
أَنَّاthat we نَشُدُّfasten عَلَىupon المِرِّيخِthe tall warrior نَثْرَتَهُhis coat of mail
أَنَّا نَشُدُّ عَلَى المِرِّيخِ نَثْرَتَهُ
والخَيْلُand the horses شَاخِصَةُstaring الأبْصَارِin their eyes تَتَّزْعُhold back
والخَيْلُ شَاخِصَةُ الأبْصَارِ تَتَّزْعُ
that we fasten his coat of mail upon the tall warrior,
That we brandish on the battlefield its ornaments
while the horses stare wide-eyed and hold back?
While the horses have piercing sights and tremble
وهَلْand do ...? عَلِمْتِyou know إِذَاwhen لاَذَsought shelter الظِّبَاءthe gazelles وقَدْwhile already
وهَلْ عَلِمْتِ إِذَا لاَذَ الظِّبَاء وقَدْ
ظَلَّkept السَّرَابُthe mirage عَلَىover جِزَّانِهِits sand ridges يَضَعُracing
ظَلَّ السَّرَابُ عَلَى جِزَّانِهِ يَضَعُ
And do you know, when gazelles seek shelter, and
And do you know when the gazelles, once
the mirage keeps racing over its sand ridges,
The mirage covered their bodies, crouched down
أَنِّيthat I أُنَفِّرstir up قَامُوصَthe deep sea الظَّهِيرَةِof noon والحِرْبَاءُand the chameleon
أَنِّي أُنَفِّر قَامُوصَ الظَّهِيرَةِ والحِرْبَاءُ
فَوْقَabove فُرُوعِthe branches السَّاقِof the trunk يَمْتَصِعُlashes its tail
فَوْقَ فُرُوعِ السَّاقِ يَمْتَصِعُ
that I stir up the sea of noonday heat, while the chameleon
That I ready the reddish she-camels of midday while the warblers
lashes its tail atop the tree's branches,
Above the camel’s leg joints are silent
بِالعَنْدَلِon a huge camel البَازِلِmature المِقْلاَتِwhose calves do not survive عُرْضَتُهَاher match
بِالعَنْدَلِ البَازِلِ المِقْلاَتِ عُرْضَتُهَا
بُزْلُmature المَطِيِّriding camels إِذَمَاwhenever ضَمَّهَاbinds them النِّسَعُthe girth-strap
بُزْلُ المَطِيِّ إِذَمَا ضَمَّهَا النِّسَعُ
on a huge, mature, calf-losing she-camel, whose rivals
With the extended pole the camel strides, its side
are mature mounts when the girths bind them tight,
The camel driver’s sway when he brought it together
مِنْfrom كُلِّevery عِتْرِيفَةٍvigorous young she-camel لَمْnot تَعْدُhas passed beyond أَنْhaving بَزَلتْreached maturity
مِنْ كُلِّ عِتْرِيفَةٍ لَمْ تَعْدُ أَنْ بَزَلتْ
لَمْnot يَبْغِsought دِرَّتَهَاher milk-flow رَاعٍa herdsman ولاَnor رُبَعُa spring-born calf
لَمْ يَبْغِ دِرَّتَهَا رَاعٍ ولاَ رُبَعُ
each a sturdy young she-camel that has only just matured,
From every smooth hill that did not again slide
whose milk neither herdsman nor spring-born calf has sought?
Its pearls were not desired by a watcher or company
Sol 6.1