اليَومَtoday أُدرِجَwas wrapped زَيدُZayd الخَيلِal-Khayl (the horses) فيin كَفَنٍa shroud
اليَومَ أُدرِجَ زَيدُ الخَيلِ في كَفَنٍ
وَاِنَحَلَّand came undone مَعقودُbound-up دَمعِtears الأَعيُنِthe eyes الهُتُنِstreaming
وَاِنَحَلَّ مَعقودُ دَمعِ الأَعيُنِ الهُتُنِ
Today Zayd al-Khayl was wrapped in a shroud,
Today Zaid was shrouded among the horses
and the bound-up tears of streaming eyes came loose.
And the knot of tears from grieving eyes came undone
بَنيsons of حُمَيدٍHumayd لَوَif اَنَّthat الدَهرَtime مُتَّزِعٌcapable of restraint
بَني حُمَيدٍ لَوَ اَنَّ الدَهرَ مُتَّزِعٌ
لَصَدَّit would turn aside مِنbecause of ذِكرِكُمmention of you عَنaway from جانِبٍa flank خَشِنِrugged
لَصَدَّ مِن ذِكرِكُم عَن جانِبٍ خَشِنِ
Sons of Humayd, if time could be restrained,
O clan of Humaid, if only fate were gentle
it would recoil at your mention from a rugged flank.
It would have turned from your mention, you rigid of side
إِنif يَنتَخِلsifts out حَدَثانُvicissitudes الدَهرِof time أَنفُسَكُمyour souls
إِن يَنتَخِل حَدَثانُ الدَهرِ أَنفُسَكُم
وَيَسلَمِand remain safe الناسُpeople بَينَbetween الحَوضِthe watering trough وَالعَطَنِand the camels’ resting ground
وَيَسلَمِ الناسُ بَينَ الحَوضِ وَالعَطَنِ
If time’s vicissitudes sift out your souls,
If the vicissitudes of fate take your souls
while people remain safe between the watering trough and the camels’ resting ground,
And people are safe between the basin and the cloak
فَالماءُfor water لَيسَis not عَجيباًstrange أَنَّthat أَعذَبَهُits sweetest
فَالماءُ لَيسَ عَجيباً أَنَّ أَعذَبَهُ
يَفنىruns out وَيَمتَدُّand is prolonged عُمرُthe lifespan الآجِنِthe stagnant water الأَسِنِfoul-smelling
يَفنى وَيَمتَدُّ عُمرُ الآجِنِ الأَسِنِ
it is no wonder that the sweetest water
Then it’s no wonder the sweetest water
runs out, while the life of stagnant, foul water is prolonged.
Perishes while the life of the impure extends
رُزءٌa calamity عَلىupon طَيِّئٍTayy أَلقىhas laid كَلاكِلَهُits heavy breasts
رُزءٌ عَلى طَيِّئٍ أَلقى كَلاكِلَهُ
لاno بَلrather عَلىupon أُدَدٍUdad لاno بَلrather عَلىupon اليَمَنِYemen
لا بَل عَلى أُدَدٍ لا بَل عَلى اليَمَنِ
A calamity has laid its heavy breasts upon Tayy—
A pox on Tai who cast his dice
no, rather upon Udad; no, rather upon Yemen.
Nay, a pox on Udad, nay, a pox on Yemen
لَمnot يُثكَلواthey were bereaved of لَيثَa lion حَربٍof war مِثلَlike قَحطَبَةٍQahtaba
لَم يُثكَلوا لَيثَ حَربٍ مِثلَ قَحطَبَةٍ
مِنfrom بَعدِafter قَحطَبَةٍQahtaba فيin سالِفِbygone الزَمَنِtime
مِن بَعدِ قَحطَبَةٍ في سالِفِ الزَمَنِ
They have lost no lion of war like Qahtaba
After Qahtaba they mourned no lion of war
since Qahtaba in days gone by.
In days of old like Qahtaba
إِلّاif not تَكُنit has صَدَرَتcome away عَنfrom مَنظَرٍa sight حَسَنٍpleasing
إِلّا تَكُن صَدَرَت عَن مَنظَرٍ حَسَنٍ
حَربٌa war فَقَدthen indeed صَدَرَتcame away عَنfrom مَسمَعٍa tale heard حَسَنِpleasing
حَربٌ فَقَد صَدَرَت عَن مَسمَعٍ حَسَنِ
If war has not ended with a pleasing sight,
Unless you were of fair visage
it has at least ended with a pleasing tale.
War emerged from a fair hearing
نِعمَexcellent is الفَتىthe youth غَيرُnot نِكسٍa weakling فيin الجِلادِsword combat وَلاnor
نِعمَ الفَتى غَيرُ نِكسٍ في الجِلادِ وَلا
لَدنِsoft الفُؤادِof heart وَقعِthe impact القَناthe spears اللُدُنِsupple
لَدنِ الفُؤادِ وَقعِ القَنا اللُدُنِ
What a fine youth—no weakling in sword combat, nor
What a noble lad, steadfast in war and of
soft of heart when supple spears struck.
Gentle heart, fallen spear and supple spear-wood
حَنَّhe yearned إِلىfor المَوتِdeath حَتّىuntil ظَنَّthought جاهِلُهُone who did not know him
حَنَّ إِلى المَوتِ حَتّى ظَنَّ جاهِلُهُ
بِأَنَّهُthat he حَنَّyearned مُشتاقاًlonging إِلىfor وَطَنِa homeland
بِأَنَّهُ حَنَّ مُشتاقاً إِلى وَطَنِ
He yearned for death until one who did not know him thought
He yearned for death until the ignorant thought
that he yearned, full of longing, for his homeland.
He yearned for his homeland
وَلّىfled الحُماةُthe defenders وَأَضحىand he became عِندَamid سَورَتِهِhis fury
وَلّى الحُماةُ وَأَضحى عِندَ سَورَتِهِ
مَعَwith الحَمِيَّةِfighting zeal كَالمَشدودِlike one bound فيin قَرَنِa coupling tether
مَعَ الحَمِيَّةِ كَالمَشدودِ في قَرَنِ
The defenders fled, and in his fury he remained
The defenders turned and left him at his surround
with fighting zeal, as though bound to it by a tether.
Beside zeal like one bound in fetters
رَأىhe saw المَناياdeaths حُبالاتِsnares النُفوسِof souls فَلَمso did not
رَأى المَنايا حُبالاتِ النُفوسِ فَلَم
يَسكُنrest سِوىother than الميتَةِthe manner of dying العُلياthe noblest إِلىin سَكَنِa resting place
يَسكُن سِوى الميتَةِ العُليا إِلى سَكَنِ
He saw deaths as snares for souls, so he would not
He saw the ropes of souls as death
rest in any resting place save the noblest death.
And found no peace save the sublime peace
لَوif لَمnot يَمُتhe died بَينَamong أَطرافِthe tips الرِماحِof the spears إِذاًthen
لَو لَم يَمُت بَينَ أَطرافِ الرِماحِ إِذاً
لَماتَhe would have died إِذbecause لَمnot يَمُتhe died مِنfrom شِدَّةِthe intensity الحَزَنِof grief
لَماتَ إِذ لَم يَمُت مِن شِدَّةِ الحَزَنِ
If he had not died among the spearpoints, then
Had he not died between the spear-tips then
he would have died of intense grief at not having died.
He'd have died of intense sorrow
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.