وَبَلدَةٍand a tract of land فيهاin it زَوَرcrookedness
وَبَلدَةٍ فيها زَوَر
صَعراءَsloping تَخطىis traversed فيon صَعَرa slant
صَعراءَ تَخطى في صَعَر
And a tract of land, crooked within,
Many a land where the path deviates,
A sloping waste, crossed on a slant,
A barren waste, traversed with haughty strain,
مَرتٍbarren إِذاwhen الذِئبُthe wolf اِقتَفَرtracked
مَرتٍ إِذا الذِئبُ اِقتَفَر
بِهاin it مِنَof القَومِthe people الأَثَرthe trail
بِها مِنَ القَومِ الأَثَر
Barren: when the wolf followed
A waterless desert where, should the wolf hunt,
The people's trail across it,
Seeking the faint traces of a caravan,
كانَwas لَهُfor him مِنَfrom الجُزُرthe slaughtered beasts
كانَ لَهُ مِنَ الجُزُر
كُلَّevery جَنينٍfetus ماnot اِشتَكَرhad filled out
كُلَّ جَنينٍ ما اِشتَكَر
His share of the slaughtered beasts was
His only portion of the slaughter would be
Every fetus not yet filled out,
Whatever unformed fetus he might scavenge,
وَلاand not تَعَلّاهُhad grown over it شَعَرhair
وَلا تَعَلّاهُ شَعَر
مَيتُlifeless النَساthe thigh-sinew حَيُّliving الشَفَرthe eyelids
مَيتُ النَسا حَيُّ الشَفَر
Nor yet overgrown with hair,
Not yet covered by a coat of fur,
Its thigh-sinew lifeless, its eyelids alive.
With deadened limbs but a living gaze.
عَسَفتُهاI crossed it tracklessly عَلىamid خَطَرperil
عَسَفتُها عَلى خَطَر
وَغَرَرٍand risk مِنَamong الغُرَرrisks
وَغَرَرٍ مِنَ الغُرَر
I crossed it tracklessly, amid peril,
I crossed it blindly, amidst great peril,
And a hazard among hazards,
And risking the gravest of dangers,
بِبازِلٍon a mature camel حينَwhen فَطَرhis tusk erupted
بِبازِلٍ حينَ فَطَر
يَهُزُّهُstirs him جِنُّthe jinn الأَشَرof exuberance
يَهُزُّهُ جِنُّ الأَشَر
On a mature camel whose tusk had just emerged,
Upon a mature camel, just cutting its tusks,
Stirred by the jinn of exuberance,
Shaken by a spirited, demonic energy,
لاnot مُتَشَكٍّcomplaining مِنof سَدَرdizziness
لا مُتَشَكٍّ مِن سَدَر
وَلاand not قَريبٌnear مِنto خَوَرweakness
وَلا قَريبٌ مِن خَوَر
Not complaining of dizziness,
Complaining neither of dizziness,
Nor anywhere near weakness.
Nor anywhere near to exhaustion.
كَأَنَّهُas though he بَعدَafter الضُمُرleanness
كَأَنَّهُ بَعدَ الضُمُر
وَبَعدَماand after جالَshifted الضُفُرthe braided girths
وَبَعدَما جالَ الضُفُر
As though, after growing lean,
As though, after his flesh had thinned,
And after the braided girths had slipped,
And after the saddle-girths had slipped loose,
وَراحَand moved فَيءٌa shadow فَحَسَرthen receded
وَراحَ فَيءٌ فَحَسَر
جَأتَa stocky beast رُباعِwith second incisors grown المُثَّغَرwith renewed teeth
جَأتَ رُباعِ المُثَّغَر
And the shade moved, then receded,
And the afternoon shadow stretched and faded,
He were a stocky ass with newly grown second incisors,
He were a sturdy wild ass, shedding his milk teeth,
يَحدوdriving بِحُقبٍwith white-bellied she-asses كَالأُكَرlike balls
يَحدو بِحُقبٍ كَالأُكَر
تَرىyou see بِأَثباجِon the broad backs of القُصُرthe dunes
تَرى بِأَثباجِ القُصُر
Driving white-bellied she-asses, round as balls,
Herding white-flanked females round as spheres.
You see them on the broad backs of the dunes,
You see upon the bases of their necks
شَهرَيthe two months of رَبيعٍRabiʿ وَصَفَرand Safar
شَهرَي رَبيعٍ وَصَفَر
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen الفَحلُthe stallion جَفَرceased mating
حَتّى إِذا الفَحلُ جَفَر
For the two months of Rabiʿ and Safar.
The lush grazing of spring and Safar,
Until, when the stallion ceased to mate,
Until, when the stallion grew vast and sated,
وَأَشبَهَand resembled السَفىthe awns الإِبَرneedles
وَأَشبَهَ السَفى الإِبَر
وَنَشَّand withered إِذخارُsweet grass النُقَرof the hollows
وَنَشَّ إِذخارُ النُقَر
And the awns resembled needles,
And the dry grass became sharp as needles,
And the sweet grass in the hollows withered,
And the rush-grass in the hollows withered,
قُلنَthey said لَهُto him ماwhat تَأتَمِرdo you intend
قُلنَ لَهُ ما تَأتَمِر
وَهُنَّand they إِذwhen قُلنَthey spoke أَشِرwere exuberant
وَهُنَّ إِذ قُلنَ أَشِر
They said to him, 'What do you intend?'
They seemed to ask him: 'What is your command?'
Exuberant as they spoke,
While they, in asking, were full of spirit,
غَيرَnot عَواصٍdisobedient ماto what أَمَرhe commanded
غَيرَ عَواصٍ ما أَمَر
كَأَنَّهاas though it لَمَنto whoever نَظَرlooked
كَأَنَّها لَمَن نَظَر
Not disobeying what he commanded.
Not disobeying whatever he might decree.
As though, to anyone who watched,
They appeared to the beholder's eye
رَكبٌriders يَشيمونَwatching for مَطَرrain
رَكبٌ يَشيمونَ مَطَر
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen الظِلُّthe shadow قَصُرshortened
حَتّى إِذا الظِلُّ قَصُر
They were riders looking out for rain.
Like riders gazing intently at rain clouds,
Until, when the shadow shortened,
Until, when the shadows grew short at noon,
يَمَّمنَthey headed مِنfrom جَنبَيthe two sides of هَجَرHajar
يَمَّمنَ مِن جَنبَي هَجَر
أَخضَرَgreen طَمّامَbrimful العَكَرof turbid water
أَخضَرَ طَمّامَ العَكَر
They headed from either side of Hajar
They set their course from the flanks of Hajar
Toward a green pool, brimming with turbid water.
Toward deep, dark waters covering the silt,
وَمَينَand deception إِخفاقِemptiness القَتَرthe hunting-blinds
وَمَينَ إِخفاقِ القَتَر
سارٍa night-roamer وَلَيسَand not لِلسَمَرfor evening talk
سارٍ وَلَيسَ لِلسَمَر
And the hunting-blinds' deceptive emptiness:
Safe from the disappointment of the hunter's dust,
A night-roamer, not out for evening talk,
A night-traveler, seeking neither conversation
وَلاnor تِلاواتِrecitations of السُوَرthe surahs
وَلا تِلاواتِ السُوَر
يَمسَحُstroking مِرناناًa resonant bow يُسُرyusr wood
يَمسَحُ مِرناناً يُسُر
Nor for reciting the surahs,
Nor the recitation of holy verses,
Stroking a resonant bow of yusr wood,
Polishing a resonant bow made of yusr wood,
زُمَّتwas strung بِمَشزورِwith reverse-twisted المِرَرstrands
زُمَّت بِمَشزورِ المِرَر
لامٍclosely fitted كَحُلقومِlike the throat of النَغَرa finch
لامٍ كَحُلقومِ النَغَر
Strung with reverse-twisted strands,
Strung tightly with twisted cords,
Closely fitted, like a finch's throat.
Curved like the throat of a young sparrow.
حَتّىuntil إِذاwhen اِصطَفَّstood aligned السَطَرthe row
حَتّى إِذا اِصطَفَّ السَطَر
أَهدىhe sent لَهاto her لَوif لَمnot يَجُرhe strayed
أَهدى لَها لَو لَم يَجُر
Until, when the line stood arrayed,
Until, when the herd stood in a line,
He sent her, if his aim did not stray,
He sent forth a gift—had he not missed—
دَهياءَa dire calamity يَحدوهاdrives it on القَدَرfate
دَهياءَ يَحدوها القَدَر
فَتِلكَso that one عَينيmy prized mount لَمdid not تَذَرleave
فَتِلكَ عَيني لَم تَذَر
A dire calamity, driven on by fate.
A calamity driven by inevitable fate.
That is my prized mount; she left no
Thus my eye has never ceased to watch
شِبهاًan equal إِذاwhen الآلُthe mirage مَهَرraced
شِبهاً إِذا الآلُ مَهَر
إِلَيكَto you كَلَّفناwe imposed السَفَرtravel
إِلَيكَ كَلَّفنا السَفَر
Equal when the mirage raced.
A resemblance, when the mirage shimmers,
To reach you, we imposed the journey
Towards you, O Fadl, we undertook this journey,
خوصاًsunken-eyed she-camels يُجاذِبنَexchanging النُخَرsnorts
خوصاً يُجاذِبنَ النُخَر
قَدِalready اِنطَوَتhad drawn inward مِنهاof them السُرَرthe navels
قَدِ اِنطَوَت مِنها السُرَر
On sunken-eyed she-camels, exchanging snorts,
On sunken-eyed camels tugging at their reins,
Their navels drawn inward,
Their bellies tucked in lean and tight,
طَيَّfolding القَرارِيَّthe townsman الحِبَرstriped robes
طَيَّ القَرارِيَّ الحِبَر
لَمnot تَتَقَعَّدهاheld them back الطِيَرbird-omens
لَم تَتَقَعَّدها الطِيَر
As a townsman folds striped robes.
Like the folding of fine Yemeni cloaks.
No bird-omens held them back,
No ill omens held them back,
وَلاnor السَنيحُrightward-crossing game المُزدَجَرtaken as an omen
وَلا السَنيحُ المُزدَجَر
ياO فَضلُFadl لِلقَومِfor the people البُطُرbewildered
يا فَضلُ لِلقَومِ البُطُر
Nor rightward-crossing game taken as an omen.
Nor any unlucky bird crossing their path.
O Fadl, help the bewildered folk,
O Fadl, standing against the insolent crowd,
إِذwhen لَيسَthere is not فيamong الناسِpeople عَصَرa refuge
إِذ لَيسَ في الناسِ عَصَر
وَلاnor مِنَfrom الخَوفِfear وَزَرa shelter
وَلا مِنَ الخَوفِ وَزَر
When among men there is no refuge,
When there is no refuge among men,
Nor shelter from fear,
Nor any shelter from terror,
وَنَزَّلَتand descended إِحدىone of الكُبَرthe great calamities
وَنَزَّلَت إِحدى الكُبَر
وَقيلَand it was said صَمّاءُan implacable calamity الغِيَرof fortune's changes
وَقيلَ صَمّاءُ الغِيَر
And one of the great calamities descends,
And when a great calamity descends,
And they say, 'An implacable stroke of fortune!'
And they cry, 'This is a disaster deaf to all pleas,'
فَالناسُso people أَبناءُchildren of الحَذَرcaution
فَالناسُ أَبناءُ الحَذَر
فَرَّجتَyou dispelled هاتيكَthose الغُمَرengulfing troubles
فَرَّجتَ هاتيكَ الغُمَر
Then people are children of caution.
And men become the children of caution,
You dispelled those engulfing troubles
You dispelled those overwhelming floods
عَنّاfrom us وَقَدand already صابَتhad descended بِقُرwith cold
عَنّا وَقَد صابَت بِقُر
كَالشَمسِlike the sun فيin شَخصِthe fixed gaze of البَصَرthe eye
كَالشَمسِ في شَخصِ البَصَر
From us, though they had descended with bitter cold.
From us, when they struck with freezing bite.
Like the sun before a staring eye,
You are like the sun filling the eye;
أَعلىthe highest of مَجاريكَyour courses الخَطَرdistinction
أَعلى مَجاريكَ الخَطَر
أَبوكَyour father جَلّىcleared away عَنfrom مُضَرMudar
أَبوكَ جَلّى عَن مُضَر
Your loftiest course is distinction.
Your orbit is in the highest eminence.
Your father cleared the trouble from Mudar
Your father removed from the tribe of Mudar
يَومَthe day of الرَواقِthe pavilion المُحتَضِرcrowded
يَومَ الرَواقِ المُحتَضِر
وَالخَوفُand fear يَقريgathers in وَيَذَرand leaves
وَالخَوفُ يَقري وَيَذَر
On the day of the thronged pavilion,
The darkness, on the Day of the Crowded Tent,
While fear gathered some and left others.
When fear struck some and spared others.
لَمّاwhen رَأىhe saw الأَمرَthe crisis اِقمَطَرturned grim
لَمّا رَأى الأَمرَ اِقمَطَر
قامَhe rose كَريماًnobly فَاِنتَصَرand prevailed
قامَ كَريماً فَاِنتَصَر
When he saw the crisis turn grim,
When he saw the situation grow dire,
He rose nobly and prevailed,
He stood with nobility and claimed victory,
كَهِزَّةِlike a swing of العَضبِthe keen blade الذَكَرhard-tempered
كَهِزَّةِ العَضبِ الذَكَر
ماwhatever حَسَّit touched مِنof شَيءٍanything هَبَرit hewed
ما حَسَّ مِن شَيءٍ هَبَر
Like the stroke of a keen, stout blade:
Like the brandishing of a sharp, masculine sword,
Whatever it touched, it hewed apart.
Severing whatever it touched.
وَأَنتَand you تَقتافُfollow الأَثَرthe trail
وَأَنتَ تَقتافُ الأَثَر
مِنof ذيone bearing حُجولٍwhite leg-markings وَغُرَرand forehead blazes
مِن ذي حُجولٍ وَغُرَر
And you follow the trail
And you follow in those very footsteps,
Of one with white leg-markings and forehead blazes,
Heir to a lineage of blaze and white-stockinged glory,
مُعيدُone who repeats وَردٍcoming to water وَصَدَرand returning from it
مُعيدُ وَردٍ وَصَدَر
وَإِنand if عَلاrose الأَمرُthe crisis اِقتَدَرhe mastered it
وَإِن عَلا الأَمرُ اِقتَدَر
Ever repeating the approach to water and the return;
Master of the approach and the return.
And when the crisis mounted, he mastered it.
If a matter looms high, you overpower it.
فَأَينَwhere then أَصحابُthe men of الغُمَرthe fray
فَأَينَ أَصحابُ الغُمَر
إِذwhen شَرِبواthey drank كَأسَthe cup of المِقَرbitter sap
إِذ شَرِبوا كَأسَ المِقَر
Where, then, are the men of the fray,
Where now are the men of petty grudges,
When they drank the cup of bitter sap?
Since they have drunk from the cup of bitterness?
أَصحَرتَyou took open ground إِذwhen دَبّواthey crept الخَمَرthe undergrowth
أَصحَرتَ إِذ دَبّوا الخَمَر
شُكراًthanks وَحَرٌّand the choicest مِنof شُكُرthanks
شُكراً وَحَرٌّ مِن شُكُر
You took the open ground when they crept into cover.
You stood in the open while they crept in the shadows,
Thanks, and the choicest of thanks!
Accepting gratitude and the warmth of praise.
فَاللَهُso God يُعطيكَgrants you الشَبَرbounty
فَاللَهُ يُعطيكَ الشَبَر
وَفيand over أَعاديكَyour enemies الظَفَرvictory
وَفي أَعاديكَ الظَفَر
So may God grant you bounty,
May God grant you ample power,
And victory over your foes.
And victory over your enemies,
وَاللَهُand God مَنwhomever شاءَHe wills نَصَرgrants victory to
وَاللَهُ مَن شاءَ نَصَر
وَأَنتَand you إِنif خِفناwe fear الحَصَرconfinement
وَأَنتَ إِن خِفنا الحَصَر
And God grants victory to whomever He wills.
For God grants victory to whom He wills.
And you, if we fear confinement,
And you, should we fear distress,
وَهَرَّand snarled دَهرٌTime وَكَشَرand bared
وَهَرَّ دَهرٌ وَكَشَر
عَنexposing ناجِذَيهِits two molars وَبَسَرand scowled
عَن ناجِذَيهِ وَبَسَر
And Time snarls and bares
And should Time growl and bare its teeth,
Its two molars, and scowls,
Revealing its fangs and frowning,
أَغنَيتَyou gave abundance ماas أَغنىgave abundance المَطَرthe rain
أَغنَيتَ ما أَغنى المَطَر
وَفيكَand in you أَخلاقُthe traits of اليَسَرa generous gamester
وَفيكَ أَخلاقُ اليَسَر
Give abundance as the rain gives.
You provide abundance just as the rain does,
And yours are a generous gamester's ways,
Possessing the virtues of ease and generosity.
حَتّىuntil تَرىyou see تِلكَthose الزُمَرbands
حَتّى تَرى تِلكَ الزُمَر
تَهويtoppling لِأَذقانِonto the chins of الثُغَرthe mouths
تَهوي لِأَذقانِ الثُغَر
Until you see those bands
Until you see those crowds
Toppling mouth and chin first,
Prostrating themselves, chins to the ground,
مِنfrom جَذبِthe pull of أَلوىan unyielding man لَوif نَتَرhe tugged
مِن جَذبِ أَلوى لَو نَتَر
إِلَيهِtoward himself طوداًa mountain لَأَنأَطَرit would surely bend
إِلَيهِ طوداً لَأَنأَطَر
At the pull of an unyielding man: if he tugged
Drawn by a mighty force; were he to pull
A mountain toward himself, it would bend.
A mountain toward him, it would surely bend.
صَعباًfierce إِذاwhen لَقىhe meets أَبَرhe prevails
صَعباً إِذا لَقى أَبَر
وَإِنand if هَفاwavered القَومُthe people وَقَرhe stood firm
وَإِن هَفا القَومُ وَقَر
Fierce: when he meets a foe, he prevails;
A formidable figure who destroys whatever he confronts,
When others waver, he stands firm;
Yet remains dignified when others stumble.
أَوor رَهِبواthey feared الأَمرَthe task جَسَرhe dared
أَو رَهِبوا الأَمرَ جَسَر
ثُمَّthen تَسامىhe reared up فَفَغَرand opened his mouth
ثُمَّ تَسامى فَفَغَر
Or fear the task, he dares it.
If they fear a task, he acts with boldness,
Then he rears up and opens his mouth,
Then he rises tall and roars,
عَنexposing شَقشَقٍa throat-sac ثُمَّthen هَدَرhe bellowed
عَن شَقشَقٍ ثُمَّ هَدَر
ثُمَّthen تَجافىhe lifted his flanks فَخَطَرand swished
ثُمَّ تَجافى فَخَطَر
Exposing his throat-sac, then bellows.
Like a camel braying from his throat,
Then he lifts his flanks and swishes
Then he stands apart and strides with pride,
بِذيwith one bearing سَبيبٍlong hair وَعُذَرand tufts
بِذي سَبيبٍ وَعُذَر
يَمصَعُlashing أَطرافَthe tips of الإِبَرneedles
يَمصَعُ أَطرافَ الإِبَر
His long-haired, tufted tail,
Like a stallion with flowing mane and forelock,
Lashing at needle-points.
Brushing against the tips of the thorns.
هَلwhether لَكَfor you وَالهَلُّand the asking خِيَرa choice
هَل لَكَ وَالهَلُّ خِيَر
فيمَنfor one who إِذاwhen غِبتَyou are absent حَضَرis present
فيمَن إِذا غِبتَ حَضَر
Would you care—and the question offers a choice—
Will you—and is there a choice in asking?
For one who is present when you are absent,
Consider one who represents you in your absence,
أَوor نالَكَassailed you القَومُthe people أَثَرhe recounted
أَو نالَكَ القَومُ أَثَر
وَإِنand if رَأىhe saw خَيراًgoodness نَشَرhe spread it
وَإِن رَأى خَيراً نَشَر
Or, if people assail you, recounts your deeds,
And defends your name when others attack,
And when he sees goodness, spreads it,
If he sees good, he broadcasts it,
أَوor كانَthere was تَقصيرٌa failing عَذَرhe excused it
أَو كانَ تَقصيرٌ عَذَر
أَوor كانَthere was تَقصيرٌa failing عَذَرhe excused it
أَو كانَ تَقصيرٌ عَذَر
Or, if there is a failing, excuses it?
And if there is a fault, he makes excuses,
Or, if there is a failing, excuses it?
And if there is a fault, he makes excuses.