وَأَخيand many a man of مُحافَظَةٍhonor-keeping طَليقٍopen وَجهُهُhis face
وَأَخي مُحافَظَةٍ طَليقٍ وَجهُهُ
هَشٍcheerful جَرَرتُI drew out لَهُfor him الشِواءَthe roast meat بمِسعَرِwith a fire-poker
هَشٍ جَرَرتُ لَهُ الشِواءَ بمِسعَرِ
And many a keeper of honor, open-faced,
Cheerful—I drew out roast meat for him with a fire-poker,
مِنfrom بازِلٍa mature camel ضُرِبَتwas struck بِأَبيَضَwith a bright sword باتِرٍkeen-cutting
مِن بازِلٍ ضُرِبَت بِأَبيَضَ باتِرٍ
بِيَدَيin the two hands of أَغَرَّa radiant-faced man يَجُرُّtrailing فَضلَthe trailing end of المِئزَرِthe waistcloth
بِيَدَي أَغَرَّ يَجُرُّ فَضلَ المِئزَرِ
From a full-grown she-camel struck with a bright, cleaving sword,
In the hands of a radiant-faced man trailing his waistcloth's hem.
وَرَفَعتُand I urged on راحِلَةًa riding-camel كَأَنَّas though ضُلوعَهاher ribs
وَرَفَعتُ راحِلَةً كَأَنَّ ضُلوعَها
مِنfrom نَصِّhard driving by راكِبِهاher rider سَقائِفُplanks of عَرعرِjuniper
مِن نَصِّ راكِبِها سَقائِفُ عَرعرِ
And I urged on a riding-camel, as though her ribs,
From her rider's hard driving, were juniper planks—
حَرَجاًlike a wooden saddle-frame إِذاwhen هاجَsurged السَرابُthe mirage عَلىover الصُوىthe waymark cairns
حَرَجاً إِذا هاجَ السَرابُ عَلى الصُوى
وَاِستَنَّand raced فيin أُفُقِthe horizon of السَماءِthe sky الأَغبَرِdust-grey
وَاِستَنَّ في أُفُقِ السَماءِ الأَغبَرِ
Gaunt as a wooden saddle-frame, when the mirage surged over the cairns
And raced along the sky's dust-grey horizon.