مَهلاًeasy now أَباO father of حَسَنٍHasan مَهلاًeasy now فَتىyouth of العَرَبِthe Arabs
مَهلاً أَبا حَسَنٍ مَهلاً فَتى العَرَبِ
مَهلاًeasy now فَتىyouth of الشِعرِpoetry مَهلاًeasy now ياO فَتىyouth of الأَدَبِletters
مَهلاً فَتى الشِعرِ مَهلاً يا فَتى الأَدَبِ
Easy, Abu Hasan, easy, youth of the Arabs;
Hold on Abu Hasan, hold on O youth of Arabs
easy, youth of poetry, easy, O youth of letters.
Hold on O poet of verse, hold on O lad of literature
لاdo not تَحمِلَنّيforce me to ride عَلىon حَدباءَa humped mount مُعضِلَةٍintractable
لا تَحمِلَنّي عَلى حَدباءَ مُعضِلَةٍ
فَيَركَبُso one rides الشِعرَpoetry ظَهراًas a back غَيرَnot ذيhaving حَدَبِa hump
فَيَركَبُ الشِعرَ ظَهراً غَيرَ ذي حَدَبِ
Do not force me onto a humped, intractable mount,
Do not make me climb rugged hills
for poetry is ridden as a back without a hump.
Where poetry would ride other than its own terrain
لَئِنif indeed وَثِقتَyou trusted بِحلميin my forbearance ساعَةَat the hour of الغَضَبِanger
لَئِن وَثِقتَ بِحلمي ساعَةَ الغَضَبِ
خَطَبتَyou declaimed بيabout me فَأَناso I am العاليthe one high عَلىabove الخُطَبِthe speeches
خَطَبتَ بي فَأَنا العالي عَلى الخُطَبِ
If, trusting my forbearance in the hour of anger,
If you trust in my forbearance in the hour of anger
you declaimed about me, I stand above such speeches.
You have proposed to me, yet I stand above proposals
هلdoes يَأَخُذُdraw الزّاخِرُthe brimming sea الفَيّاضoverflowing مِنfrom وَشَلٍa trickle
هل يَأَخُذُ الزّاخِرُ الفَيّاض مِن وَشَلٍ
وَيُخلَطُand is mixed الصّفرُbrass بِالصافيwith the pure مِنَof الذَهَبِgold
وَيُخلَطُ الصّفرُ بِالصافي مِنَ الذَهَبِ
Does the brimming, overflowing sea draw from a trickle?
Can the flowing stream take from the stagnant pool?
And is brass mixed with pure gold?
Or the pure gold be mixed with the dull ore?
وَكَيفَand how يَدخُلenters فيin عَرضِthe midst of المَواكِبِthe cavalcades مَنone who
وَكَيفَ يَدخُل في عَرضِ المَواكِبِ مَن
يَنشَقُّparts عَنهُaway from him غُبارُthe dust of الجَحفَلِthe great army اللَجِبِclamorous
يَنشَقُّ عَنهُ غُبارُ الجَحفَلِ اللَجِبِ
And how can one mingle among the cavalcades—
How can one enter the train of processions
one whom the dust of the clamorous host parts to reveal?
When the dust of arduous marches rises from him?
أَمor كَيفَhow يَسلُبُrobs حَقَّthe right to القَولِthe words قائِلهُtheir speaker
أَم كَيفَ يَسلُبُ حَقَّ القَولِ قائِلهُ
مَنone who لَمhas not يَزَلceased وَهوَwhile he يَكسوclothes الناسَthe people مِنfrom سَلَبِspoils
مَن لَم يَزَل وَهوَ يَكسو الناسَ مِن سَلَبِ
Or how can the speaker be robbed of his right to his words
Or how can one who robs the right of speech from its speaker
by one who has always clothed people in spoils?
Take it, when he has always clothed people in plunder?
مَنwhoever جَزَّsheared كَلباًa dog فَمُحتاجٌthen is in need إِلىof وَبَرٍfur
مَن جَزَّ كَلباً فَمُحتاجٌ إِلى وَبَرٍ
وَلاقِطُand the gatherer of البَعرِdung مُحتاجٌin need إِلىof حَطَبِfirewood
وَلاقِطُ البَعرِ مُحتاجٌ إِلى حَطَبِ
Whoever shears a dog has need of fur,
One who rewards a dog is in need of kindness
and the gatherer of dung has need of firewood.
And the collector of camel dung needs fuel
وَالشِعرُand poetry ظَهرُthe surface of طَريقٍa road أَنتَyou راكِبُهُits rider
وَالشِعرُ ظَهرُ طَريقٍ أَنتَ راكِبُهُ
فَمِنهُso, of it مُنشَعِبٌbranching أَوor غَيرnot مُنشَعِبِbranching
فَمِنهُ مُنشَعِبٌ أَو غَير مُنشَعِبِ
And poetry is a road's surface, which you ride along;
Poetry is the steed you ride
some of it branches off, or else runs unbranched.
Branching out from it or not branching out
وَرُبَّماand sometimes ضَمَّbrought together بَينَamong الرَكبِthe riders مَنهَجَهُits course
وَرُبَّما ضَمَّ بَينَ الرَكبِ مَنهَجَهُ
وَأَلصَقَand joined الطُنُبَthe tent-rope العاليlofty إلىto الطُنُبِthe tent-rope
وَأَلصَقَ الطُنُبَ العالي إلى الطُنُبِ
And sometimes its course draws the riders together
And sometimes it brings the distant parts of the train together
and joins the lofty tent-rope to another tent-rope.
And joins the tall camel saddle to the camel saddle
أَظَنَّdid he think? دَعوَتَهُhis claim فيin الشِعرِpoetry جائِزَةًadmissible
أَظَنَّ دَعوَتَهُ في الشِعرِ جائِزَةً
لَهُfor him عَلَيَّagainst me كَماjust as جازَتit was allowed عَلىregarding النَسَبِlineage
لَهُ عَلَيَّ كَما جازَت عَلى النَسَبِ
Did he think his claim in poetry was admissible
I think his invitation to poetry is permissible
for him against me, as it had been in matters of lineage?
Binding on me just as kinship ties are binding