هَفاsped بِهواديat the forefront of الخَيلِthe horses والليْلُwhile the night أسْحَمُpitch-black
هَفا بِهوادي الخَيلِ والليْلُ أسْحَمُ
نَبيلُbroad حَواشيthe sides of لَبَّةِthe upper breast of الزَّوْرِthe chest ضَيْغَمُa lion
نَبيلُ حَواشي لَبَّةِ الزَّوْرِ ضَيْغَمُ
He sped at the forefront of the horses while the night was pitch-black—
In the valleys of steeds, the night grew dusk
a lion, broad across the upper breast.
A noble gray on the edges of deceit’s plain, dimly lit
وأدْنىand the nearer of رَفيقَيْهِhis two companions منamong الصَّحْبِthe comrades مَارِنٌa supple spear
وأدْنى رَفيقَيْهِ من الصَّحْبِ مَارِنٌ
يُباريهِkeeps pace with him فَيْنانُluxuriant السَّبيبَةِof long hair أدْهَمُa black steed
يُباريهِ فَيْنانُ السَّبيبَةِ أدْهَمُ
And the nearer of his two companions among his comrades was a supple spear;
His steadfast companion as black as night
a black steed with luxuriant, flowing hair kept pace with him.
Vying with the darkness, jet black yet glistening
إذاwhen ماemphatic particle الدُّجىdarkness ألْقَتْcast علَيهِover him رِداءَهاits cloak
إذا ما الدُّجى ألْقَتْ علَيهِ رِداءَها
بَداappeared الفَجْرُdawn مِنْfrom أطْرافِهhis extremities يتَبَسَّمُsmiling
بَدا الفَجْرُ مِنْ أطْرافِه يتَبَسَّمُ
Whenever darkness cast its cloak over him,
When gloom casts her cloak, dawn emerges
dawn appeared, smiling, at his extremities.
Smiling from the edges of his mane
رَمَيْتُI made for بهِwith him الدّارَthe dwelling التيwhich فيin عِراصِهاits courtyards
رَمَيْتُ بهِ الدّارَ التي في عِراصِها
عِتاقُnoble thoroughbreds المَذاكيamong mature steeds والخَميسُand the army العَرَمْرَمُvast
عِتاقُ المَذاكي والخَميسُ العَرَمْرَمُ
With him I made for the dwelling, in whose courtyards
I shot my gaze at the abode where the pure wine flows
stood noble, mature steeds and a vast army.
Thursday’s draft and old wine well aged
فزُرْتُso I visited وحاشاand may ... be spared المَجْدِhonor جُؤْذَرَa wild-ox calf رَمْلَةٍof a sand dune
فزُرْتُ وحاشا المَجْدِ جُؤْذَرَ رَمْلَةٍ
حَباcrept دونَهُbefore it رَطْبُmoist الغِرارَيْنِat both cutting edges مِخْذَمُa keen-cutting sword
حَبا دونَهُ رَطْبُ الغِرارَيْنِ مِخْذَمُ
So I visited—no affront to honor—a wild-ox calf of a sand dune,
So I visited but never to beg meanly
before which crept a keen sword, moist along both its edges.
Love is cheaper than the date wine of Juradh
وماand not نِلْتُI gained إلاexcept نَظْرَةًa glance منْfrom ورائِهاbehind it
وما نِلْتُ إلا نَظْرَةً منْ ورائِها
عَفافيmy chastity وذَيَّاكَand that الحَديثُconversation المُكَتَّمُkept secret
عَفافي وذَيَّاكَ الحَديثُ المُكَتَّمُ
And I gained only a glance, behind which stood
I got but a glimpse from behind her veil
my chastity and that closely guarded conversation.
My chastity and your talk suppressed
ولوand if شِئْتُI wished إِرهاقَto press against الحُلِيِّthe ornaments أجَارَنيwould have protected me
ولو شِئْتُ إِرهاقَ الحُلِيِّ أجَارَني
مُسَوَّرُهُits bracelet-clad limb منْfrom جَرْسِهاtheir jingling والمُخَدَّمُand the ankleted limb
مُسَوَّرُهُ منْ جَرْسِها والمُخَدَّمُ
Had I wished to press against the jewels, I would have been spared
Had I wished, the tinkling of her anklet rewarded me
their jingling by the bracelet-clad wrist and ankleted leg.
Jeweled and ornate as it clicked
ولكنَّنِيbut I أصْدَىremain thirsty وفيand at الوِرْدِthe watering place نُغْبَةٌa sip
ولكنَّنِي أصْدَى وفي الوِرْدِ نُغْبَةٌ
وأكْرِمُand safeguard عِرْضيmy honor والظُّنونُwhile suspicions تُرَجَّمُare flung about
وأكْرِمُ عِرْضي والظُّنونُ تُرَجَّمُ
But I remain thirsty, though a sip lies at the watering place,
But I was chivalrous, desire still stirred yet
and safeguard my honor while suspicions are flung about.
I guarded my honor as gossip spread
وبِيدٍand deserts علىupon بِيدٍdeserts طَوَيْتُI traversed ولَيلةٍand many a night
وبِيدٍ على بِيدٍ طَوَيْتُ ولَيلةٍ
سَرَيْتُI traveled by night وتَحْتَwhile beneath الرَّحْلthe saddle وجْناءُa thick-cheeked she-camel عَيْهَمُpowerful
سَرَيْتُ وتَحْتَ الرَّحْل وجْناءُ عَيْهَمُ
And desert after desert I traversed, and through many a night
Hand in hand we walked all night
I traveled, with a thick-cheeked, powerful she-camel beneath the saddle.
Traveling, she lay protected beneath my mount’s saddle
فقَدَّتْso she cleft أَدِيمَthe skin of الأرضِthe earth تَخْتَلِسُsnatching الخُطاthe strides
فقَدَّتْ أَدِيمَ الأرضِ تَخْتَلِسُ الخُطا
مُحاذَرَةًfor fear أنْthat يَلْثُمَmight kiss التُّربَthe dust مَنْسِمُa camel's toe-pad
مُحاذَرَةً أنْ يَلْثُمَ التُّربَ مَنْسِمُ
So she cleft the earth's skin, snatching her strides,
My camel glided, barely brushing the ground
for fear that a toe-pad might kiss the dust.
Lest the earth’s dust touch her cheek
وتَكْرَعُand she drinks فيfrom مثْلِsomething like السّماءِthe sky تألّقَتْshone
وتَكْرَعُ في مثْلِ السّماءِ تألّقَتْ
منَfrom الحَبَبِthe bubbles الطّافيfloating بحِضْنَيْهِalong its two banks أنْجُمُstars
منَ الحَبَبِ الطّافي بحِضْنَيْهِ أنْجُمُ
And she drinks from water like the sky, where gleam
She sauntered like the sky, lit with
stars of floating bubbles along its two banks.
Stars cradled in her sheltering sides like gems
وتَسْبِقُand she outstrips خُوصاًhollow-eyed she-camels لَوif مَرَرْنَthey passed علىby القَطاsandgrouse
وتَسْبِقُ خُوصاً لَو مَرَرْنَ على القَطا
لمَاwould not رِيعَbe startled بالتَّسْهيدinto wakefulness وهْوَwhile it مُهَوِّمُwas dozing
لمَا رِيعَ بالتَّسْهيد وهْوَ مُهَوِّمُ
And she outstrips hollow-eyed camels: were they to pass a sandgrouse,
She'd outpace horses, had they passed by her
it would not be startled awake while dozing.
Panting hard, oppressed and burdened
وتَلْمَعُand flash منْfrom أخفافِهنَّtheir foot-pads علىupon الثَّرىthe soil
وتَلْمَعُ منْ أخفافِهنَّ على الثَّرى
نَظائِرُlikenesses مِرآةٍof a mirror يُضَرِّجُهاstains it red الدَّمُblood
نَظائِرُ مِرآةٍ يُضَرِّجُها الدَّمُ
And from their foot-pads flash upon the soil
Her hooves shone on the ground
likenesses of a mirror stained red by blood.
Like mirrors, tinged red by the blood
إذاwhen غَرَّدَtrilled الحاديthe camel-driver تَخايَلْنَthey strutted فيin البُرىthe nose-rings
إذا غَرَّدَ الحادي تَخايَلْنَ في البُرى
ونَحْنُwhile we علىupon أكْوارِهاtheir saddle-frames نَتَرنَّمُchant
ونَحْنُ على أكْوارِها نَتَرنَّمُ
When the camel-driver trills, they strut in their nose-rings,
At the caller’s warble, they pranced in the wild
while we chant upon their saddle-frames.
As we lounged atop their backs, chanting
ولَمَّاand when بَداappeared التَّاجُal-Taj (the Crown) المُطِلُّlooming above تَشاوَسَتْgazed with narrowed eyes
ولَمَّا بَدا التَّاجُ المُطِلُّ تَشاوَسَتْ
إلَيْهِtoward it القَوافيthe rhymes والمَطِيُّand the riding camels المُخَرَّمُwith pierced noses
إلَيْهِ القَوافي والمَطِيُّ المُخَرَّمُ
And when the towering Taj appeared, they gazed with narrowed eyes
When the brilliant crown appeared, they whispered
toward it—the rhymes and the nose-pierced riding camels.
To it, the rhymes and the worn-out mount
وقلْتُand I said أريحُوهاlet them rest فبَعْدَfor after لِقائِهِmeeting him
وقلْتُ أريحُوها فبَعْدَ لِقائِهِ
حَرَامٌforbidden عليْهِنَّagainst them القَطيعُthe whip المُحَرَّمُnew and unsoftened
حَرَامٌ عليْهِنَّ القَطيعُ المُحَرَّمُ
And I said, 'Let them rest, for after meeting him,
I said “let them rest”, for after seeing him
the new, unsoftened whip is forbidden to touch them.'
The inviolate herd is forbidden to them
ومُقْتَدِريّand a Muqtadiri منْfrom ذُؤابَةِthe foremost lineage of هاشِمٍHashim
ومُقْتَدِريّ منْ ذُؤابَةِ هاشِمٍ
بهِthrough him يَصْغُرُgrows small الخَطْبُthe calamity المُلِمُّthat befalls ويَعْظُمُand grows great
بهِ يَصْغُرُ الخَطْبُ المُلِمُّ ويَعْظُمُ
And a Muqtadiri, from the foremost lineage of Hashim,
My mighty one, from Hashim’s clan
through whom the calamity that befalls grows small—and great.
Lesser matters shrink, greater matters swell
إذاwhen حدَّثَتْspoke عنهُof him الأباطِحُthe gravelly valleys منْof مِنًىMina
إذا حدَّثَتْ عنهُ الأباطِحُ منْ مِنًى
أصاخَlistened intently إليْهنَّto them الحَطيمُal-Hatim وزَمزَمُand Zamzam
أصاخَ إليْهنَّ الحَطيمُ وزَمزَمُ
When Mina's gravelly valleys speak of him,
When the sand grouse speak of him at Mina
al-Hatim and Zamzam listen intently to them.
Even pebbles and Zamzam well scream his name
تَزَعْزَعُquiver أعوادُthe timbers of المَنابِرِthe pulpits باسْمِهِat his name
تَزَعْزَعُ أعوادُ المَنابِرِ باسْمِهِ
فتَحْسَبُهاso you think them منْfrom هِزَّةٍa tremor تتكلَّمُto be speaking
فتَحْسَبُها منْ هِزَّةٍ تتكلَّمُ
The timbers of the pulpits quiver at his name,
Pulpits shake at the mention of his name
so that from their trembling you fancy they are speaking.
You’d think them possessed, uttering his glory
أطلَّloomed علىover أعدائِهِhis enemies بكَتائِبٍwith battalions
أطلَّ على أعدائِهِ بكَتائِبٍ
أظلَّshaded حِفافَيْهاboth their flanks الوَشيجُthe massed spear-shafts المُقَوَّمُstraightened
أظلَّ حِفافَيْها الوَشيجُ المُقَوَّمُ
He loomed over his enemies with battalions
He unleashed his battalions on his foes
whose two flanks were shaded by straightened spear-shafts,
Flanked by heroes in armor upright and staunch
ومَوضونَةٍand close-woven mail قدْalready لاحَكَbound tightly السَّردُthe linking of rings نَسْجَهَاits weave
ومَوضونَةٍ قدْ لاحَكَ السَّردُ نَسْجَهَا
حَكَتْresembled سَلَخاًa shed skin ألقاهُcast it off بالقاعِon the plain أرقَمُa speckled snake
حَكَتْ سَلَخاً ألقاهُ بالقاعِ أرقَمُ
and close-woven mail whose linked rings tightly bound its weave,
In fitted chainmail forged by the armorer
resembling a skin a speckled serpent shed upon the plain,
It carved his enemies, throwing them broken in the dust
وخَيْلٍand horses سَليماتِunscathed in الرَّوادِفِthe hindquarters والقَناwhile lances
وخَيْلٍ سَليماتِ الرَّوادِفِ والقَنا
تُقَصَّدُare snapped فيin لَبّاتِهاtheir upper breasts وتُحَطّمُand shattered
تُقَصَّدُ في لَبّاتِها وتُحَطّمُ
and horses unscathed in their hindquarters, while lances
Horses with braided manes and sturdy frames
are snapped and shattered in their breasts.
Beautiful, primed to charge and trample
يَسيرُwalks علىalong آثارِهاtheir tracks الذِّئْبُthe wolf عافِياًseeking food
يَسيرُ على آثارِها الذِّئْبُ عافِياً
وأفْتَخُand a broad-winged bird يَجْتابُrends الأهابيَّthe hides قَشْعَمُa huge, aged vulture
وأفْتَخُ يَجْتابُ الأهابيَّ قَشْعَمُ
A wolf follows their tracks, seeking food,
Wolves follow in their trail unharmed
and a huge, aged, broad-winged vulture rends the hides.
While young deer safely graze the saltwort
إليْكَtoward you أميرَCommander of المؤمِنينَthe Faithful زَجَرْتُهاI urged them onward
إليْكَ أميرَ المؤمِنينَ زَجَرْتُها
طلائِحَexhausted she-camels يَنْميهَاgive them their lineage الجَديلُal-Jadil وشَدْقَمُand Shadqam
طلائِحَ يَنْميهَا الجَديلُ وشَدْقَمُ
Toward you, Commander of the Faithful, I urged them onward—
To you, Commander of the Faithful, I guided them
exhausted camels descended from al-Jadil and Shadqam.
Wild fillies growing free in the meadows
وإنِّيand indeed I لنَظَّارٌsurely gaze often إِلىtoward جانِبِthe side of العُلاeminence
وإنِّي لنَظَّارٌ إِلى جانِبِ العُلا
ولاand not يَطَّبينيentices me الجانِبُthe side المُتَجهِّمُscowling
ولا يَطَّبيني الجانِبُ المُتَجهِّمُ
And I am ever gazing toward the side of eminence;
I stand watching on the hilltop
and the scowling side does not entice me.
No gloomy valley appeals to me
ولَولاكَand were it not for you لمْwould not أُكْرِهْI compel علىto الشِّعْرِpoetry خاطِراًa mind
ولَولاكَ لمْ أُكْرِهْ على الشِّعْرِ خاطِراً
بِذِكرِكَby mention of you يُغْرَىis enticed بَلrather بمَجدِكَwith your glory يُغْرَمُis enamored
بِذِكرِكَ يُغْرَى بَل بمَجدِكَ يُغْرَمُ
And were it not for you, I would not compel my mind to poetry,
Had it not been for you, I would not be inspired to poetry
drawn to your mention—nay, enamored of your glory.
Nay, I am impelled by your glory to compose
فلاso may not حُمِلَتْbe borne إلاexcept إليْكَto you مَدائِحٌpanegyrics
فلا حُمِلَتْ إلا إليْكَ مَدائِحٌ
ولاand may not استُمْطِرَتْbe sought as rain إلاّexcept بِواديكَin your valley أنْعُمُbounties
ولا استُمْطِرَتْ إلاّ بِواديكَ أنْعُمُ
So may panegyrics be borne only to you,
No eulogies were recited but for you
and may bounties be sought as rain only in your valley.
No boons showered but in your valleys