مَنِwho الرَكبُthe riders ماthe stretch بَينَbetween النَقاal-Naqa وَالأَناعِمِand al-Ana'im
مَنِ الرَكبُ ما بَينَ النَقا وَالأَناعِمِ
نَشاوىreeling مِنَfrom الإِدلاجِnight travel ميلَtilted العَمائِمِthe turbans
نَشاوى مِنَ الإِدلاجِ ميلَ العَمائِمِ
Who are the riders between al-Naqa and al-Ana'im,
reeling from night travel, their turbans tilted?
وُجوهٌfaces كَتَخطيطِlike the tracery of الدَنانيرِdinars لاحَهاscorched them
وُجوهٌ كَتَخطيطِ الدَنانيرِ لاحَها
مَعَtogether with البيدِthe deserts إِضبابُthe clouding of الهُمومِcares اللَوازِمِunrelenting
مَعَ البيدِ إِضبابُ الهُمومِ اللَوازِمِ
Faces like the tracery on dinars, scorched
by the deserts and the clouding of unrelenting cares.
كَأَنَّas though القَطامِيّاتِfemale falcons فَوقَabove رِحالِهِمtheir saddles
كَأَنَّ القَطامِيّاتِ فَوقَ رِحالِهِم
سِوىexcept أَنَّهاthat they تَأبىrefuse دَنِيَّbase المَطاعِمِfoods
سِوى أَنَّها تَأبى دَنِيَّ المَطاعِمِ
As though female falcons sat above their saddles,
except that they refuse base fare.
عَلىon مُصغِياتٍinclining she-camels لِلأَزِمَّةِto the reins ساقَطَتhave shed
عَلى مُصغِياتٍ لِلأَزِمَّةِ ساقَطَت
مِنَof النَيِّfat ماwhat lay بَينَbetween الذُرىthe humps وَالمَناسِمِand the hoof-pads
مِنَ النَيِّ ما بَينَ الذُرى وَالمَناسِمِ
On she-camels obedient to the reins, which have shed
the fat between their humps and hoof-pads.
ذَكَرناكُمُwe remembered you وَالعيسُand the pale camels تَهويplunge رِقابُهاtheir necks
ذَكَرناكُمُ وَالعيسُ تَهوي رِقابُها
وَأَيمانُناand our right hands مَبلولَةٌwet بِالقَوائِمِaround the sword-hilts
وَأَيمانُنا مَبلولَةٌ بِالقَوائِمِ
We remembered you while the pale camels' necks plunged,
and our right hands were wet around the sword-hilts.
فَأَضعَفَناso it weakened us عَنfrom حَملِcarrying أَسيافِناour swords الهَوىlove
فَأَضعَفَنا عَن حَملِ أَسيافِنا الهَوى
وَنَقَّضَand unraveled مِنّاin us مُبرَماتِthe tightly bound العَزائِمِresolutions
وَنَقَّضَ مِنّا مُبرَماتِ العَزائِمِ
Love weakened us from carrying our swords,
and unraveled our tightly bound resolutions.
إِذاwhen هَزَّناit shakes us الشَوقُlonging اِضطَرَبناwe tremble لِهَزِّهِat its shaking
إِذا هَزَّنا الشَوقُ اِضطَرَبنا لِهَزِّهِ
عَلىon شُعَبِthe forks of الرَحلِthe saddle اِضطِرابَwith the writhing of الأَراقِمِspeckled serpents
عَلى شُعَبِ الرَحلِ اِضطِرابَ الأَراقِمِ
When longing shakes us, we tremble at its shaking
on the saddle's forks, writhing like speckled serpents.
وَخَفَّتand grew light قُلوبٌhearts مِنof رِجالٍmen كَماas هَفَتfluttered
وَخَفَّت قُلوبٌ مِن رِجالٍ كَما هَفَت
نَزائِعُhomeward-yearning طَيرٍbirds غُدوَةًat dawn بِالقَوادِمِon the flight-feathers
نَزائِعُ طَيرٍ غُدوَةً بِالقَوادِمِ
Men's hearts grew light, as flutter
homeward-yearning birds at dawn on their flight-feathers.
فَمِنso among صَبَواتٍamorous yearnings تَستَقيمُstraighten لِمائِلٍone who leans
فَمِن صَبَواتٍ تَستَقيمُ لِمائِلٍ
وَمِنand among أَريَحِيّاتٍardent impulses تَهُبُّrouse بِنائِمِa sleeper
وَمِن أَريَحِيّاتٍ تَهُبُّ بِنائِمِ
There are amorous yearnings that straighten one who leans,
and ardent impulses that awaken a sleeper.
وَفيand among الجيرَةِthe neighbors الغادينَdeparting كُلُّevery مُمَنَّعٍwell-guarded beauty
وَفي الجيرَةِ الغادينَ كُلُّ مُمَنَّعٍ
يُشيرُsignals إِلَيناto us عَنfrom بُروقِthe lightning flashes of المَباسِمِsmiling mouths
يُشيرُ إِلَينا عَن بُروقِ المَباسِمِ
Among the departing neighbors is every well-guarded beauty,
signaling to us with the lightning of smiling mouths,
وَيَجلوand reveals لَناto us لَمعَthe gleam of الغَمامِclouds وَبِشرَهُand its glad promise
وَيَجلو لَنا لَمعَ الغَمامِ وَبِشرَهُ
وَأَينَbut where لَناfor us مِنهُfrom him بِجَودِwith the bounty of الغَمائِمِrain-clouds
وَأَينَ لَنا مِنهُ بِجَودِ الغَمائِمِ
and showing us a cloud's flash and glad promise;
yet how can we gain from such a one the rain-clouds' bounty?
صَفَحنَthey turned sideways إِلينَtoward us عَنrevealing خُدودٍcheeks أَسيلَةٍsmooth
صَفَحنَ إِلينَ عَن خُدودٍ أَسيلَةٍ
دُنوَّas close as العَواطيthose stretching to browse مِنof ظِباءِgazelles الصَرائِمِthe sand tracts
دُنوَّ العَواطي مِن ظِباءِ الصَرائِمِ
They turned toward us, revealing smooth cheeks,
drawing near like browsing gazelles of the sand tracts.
وَرَفَّعنَand they lifted أَطرافَthe edges of السُجوفِthe curtains فَصَرَّحَتthen spoke openly
وَرَفَّعنَ أَطرافَ السُجوفِ فَصَرَّحَت
عَنِof الوَجدِpassion أَدواءُthe ailments of القُلوبِhearts الكَواتِمِthat conceal
عَنِ الوَجدِ أَدواءُ القُلوبِ الكَواتِمِ
They lifted the curtain-edges; then there spoke plainly
of passion the pains of hearts that kept it hidden.
وَكَيفَand how تَراهُنَّsee them العُيونُthe eyes وَإِنَّماwhen only
وَكَيفَ تَراهُنَّ العُيونُ وَإِنَّما
شَغَلنَthey occupied المَآقيthe eye-corners بِالدُموعِwith tears السَواجِمِstreaming
شَغَلنَ المَآقي بِالدُموعِ السَواجِمِ
How can eyes see them, when they have only
filled the eye-corners with streaming tears?
يُعاطينَthey offer إِعطاءَthe giving of الذَلولِa docile beast طَماعَةًto arouse hope
يُعاطينَ إِعطاءَ الذَلولِ طَماعَةً
وَيَصدونَand turn away صَدّاتِwith the refusals of الجِيادِsteeds القَوادِمِbold
وَيَصدونَ صَدّاتِ الجِيادِ القَوادِمِ
They offer with a tame beast's compliance, inviting hope,
then turn away with the refusals of bold steeds.
تَزَوَّدنَthey took as provisions مِنّاfrom us كُلَّevery قَلبٍheart وَمُهجَةٍand lifeblood
تَزَوَّدنَ مِنّا كُلَّ قَلبٍ وَمُهجَةٍ
وَزَوَّدنَناand provisioned us لِلوَجدِfor passion عَضَّthe biting of الأَباهِمِthumbs
وَزَوَّدنَنا لِلوَجدِ عَضَّ الأَباهِمِ
They took every heart and lifeblood from us as provisions,
and provisioned us for passion with the biting of thumbs.
خَليلَيَّmy two friends هَلhave زالَvanished الأَراكُthe arak trees وَقَدnow that nearly erased are things عَفَتeffaced
خَليلَيَّ هَل زالَ الأَراكُ وَقَد عَفَت
مَغارِزُthe sockets of أَعناقِthe necks of اللَوىthe winding dunes وَالمَخارِمِand mountain passes
مَغارِزُ أَعناقِ اللَوى وَالمَخارِمِ
My two friends, have the arak trees gone, now that effaced are
the sockets of the necks of winding dunes and mountain passes?
وَكَيفَand how fare أَعاليthe heights of الرَملِthe sand مُنذُsince تَحَدَّبتَhas bent tenderly
وَكَيفَ أَعالي الرَملِ مُنذُ تَحَدَّبتَ
عَليهاover them الزَبانيal-Zabani بِالغَمامِwith clouds الرَوائِمِbrooding
عَليها الزَباني بِالغَمامِ الرَوائِمِ
How fare the sand's heights, since there has bent
over them al-Zabani with tenderly brooding clouds?
أُحِبُّI love ثَرىthe soil of أَرضٍa land أَقامَdwelt بِجَوِّهاin its expanse
أُحِبُّ ثَرى أَرضٍ أَقامَ بِجَوِّها
حَبيبٌa beloved إِلىto قَلبيmy heart وَإِنeven if لَمnot يُلائِمِis in accord
حَبيبٌ إِلى قَلبي وَإِن لَم يُلائِمِ
I love the soil of a land in whose expanse dwelt
one dear to my heart, though he offers no accord.
وَأَستَشرِفُand I look out toward الأَعلامَthe landmarks حَتّىuntil تَدُلَّنيguide me
وَأَستَشرِفُ الأَعلامَ حَتّى تَدُلَّني
عَلىto طَيبِهاits fragrance مَرُّthe passing of الرِياحِwinds الهَواجِمِonrushing
عَلى طَيبِها مَرُّ الرِياحِ الهَواجِمِ
I look out toward the landmarks until I am guided
to its fragrance by the passing of onrushing winds.
وَماand not أَنسِمُI inhale الأَرواحَthe breezes إِلّاexcept لِأَنَّهاbecause they
وَما أَنسِمُ الأَرواحَ إِلّا لِأَنَّها
تَجوزُpass عَلىover تِلكَthose الرُبىheights وَالمَعالِمِand landmarks
تَجوزُ عَلى تِلكَ الرُبى وَالمَعالِمِ
I breathe in the breezes only because they
pass over those heights and landmarks.
بِرُغمِيَagainst my will أَنزَلتُI lodged الهَوىlove عِندَwith مانِعٍone who withholds
بِرُغمِيَ أَنزَلتُ الهَوى عِندَ مانِعٍ
وَدُمتُand I remained عَلىon عَهدِthe pledge of اِمرِئٍa man غَيرِnot دائِمِconstant
وَدُمتُ عَلى عَهدِ اِمرِئٍ غَيرِ دائِمِ
Against my will, I lodged my love with one who withholds,
and kept faith with a man who does not remain constant.
كَأَنّيas though I أُداريcoax مُهرَةًa filly عَرَبِيَةًArabian
كَأَنّي أُداري مُهرَةً عَرَبِيَةً
تَحايَدُshies away عَنّيfrom me مِنbecause of مَناطِthe fastening of الشَكائِمِbits
تَحايَدُ عَنّي مِن مَناطِ الشَكائِمِ
As though I were coaxing an Arabian filly
that shies from me at the fastening of the bits.
وَهَذاand this وَماwhile not yet اِبيَضَّhas whitened السَوادُthe black hair فَكيفَthen how بيwith me
وَهَذا وَما اِبيَضَّ السَوادُ فَكيفَ بي
إِذاwhen الشَيبُgray hair أَمسىbecomes at evening لَيلَةًone night مِنone of عَمائِميmy turbans
إِذا الشَيبُ أَمسى لَيلَةً مِن عَمائِمي
And this while my black hair has not whitened—how will I fare
when, one night, gray hair becomes one of my turbans?
وَكُنتُand I used to أَرىthink أَنَّthat الشَبابَyouth وَسيلَةٌa means
وَكُنتُ أَرى أَنَّ الشَبابَ وَسيلَةٌ
لِمِثليfor one like me إِلىto بيضِwhite الخُدودِcheeks النَواعِمِtender beauties
لِمِثلي إِلى بيضِ الخُدودِ النَواعِمِ
I used to think that youth was a means
for one like me to reach white-cheeked, tender beauties.
أَناI اِبنُthe son of الأُلىthose who إِنwhen ماindeed دَعواthey call يَومَon a day of مَعرَكٍbattle
أَنا اِبنُ الأُلى إِن ما دَعوا يَومَ مَعرَكٍ
أَمَدّواthey extended أَنابيبَthe shafts of القَناspears بِالمَعاصِمِwith their wrists
أَمَدّوا أَنابيبَ القَنا بِالمَعاصِمِ
I am the son of those who, when they call on a battle-day,
extend the spear-shafts with their wrists.
مِنَof القَومِa people تَعلوrise high فيin المَجامِعِassemblies مِنهُمُamong them
مِنَ القَومِ تَعلو في المَجامِعِ مِنهُمُ
مَناصِبُthe noble stations of أَعناقٍnecks رِزانِweighty الجَماجِمِthe heads
مَناصِبُ أَعناقٍ رِزانِ الجَماجِمِ
From a people high in whose assemblies rise
nobly stationed necks with weighty heads.
مَليئونَfully able فيon يَومِa day of القَضاءِjudgment إِذاwhen اِنتَدواthey assemble
مَليئونَ في يَومِ القَضاءِ إِذا اِنتَدوا
بِجَدعِby cutting off القَضاياdisputed claims مِنfrom أُنوفِthe noses of المَظالِمِinjustices
بِجَدعِ القَضايا مِن أُنوفِ المَظالِمِ
Well able, on a day of judgment when they gather,
to cut disputed claims from the noses of injustice.
وَإِنand if مَنَعواthey are denied النَصفَtheir due اِقتَضَوهُthey exact it وَأَفضَلواand take more
وَإِن مَنَعوا النَصفَ اِقتَضَوهُ وَأَفضَلوا
عَلىbeyond النَصفِtheir due بِالأَيديwith hands الطِوالِlong-reaching الغَواشِمِoverpowering
عَلى النَصفِ بِالأَيدي الطِوالِ الغَواشِمِ
If denied their due, they exact it and take more
than their due with long-reaching, overpowering hands.
إِذاwhen نَزَلواthey camp بِالماحِلِin barren land اِستَنبَتواthey make grow الرُبىthe hills
إِذا نَزَلوا بِالماحِلِ اِستَنبَتوا الرُبى
وَكانواand they were نِتاجاًoffspring لِلبُطونِfor wombs العَقائِمِbarren
وَكانوا نِتاجاً لِلبُطونِ العَقائِمِ
When they camp in barren land, they make the hills grow,
and become offspring for barren wombs.
قَرواthey settled فيin حِياضِthe pools of المَجدِglory وَاِستَدرَعواand donned as armor القَناspears
قَروا في حِياضِ المَجدِ وَاِستَدرَعوا القَنا
إِلىto نَيلِreach أَعناقِthe necks of المُلوكِkings القَماقِمِmighty
إِلى نَيلِ أَعناقِ المُلوكِ القَماقِمِ
They dwelt in glory's pools and donned spears as armor
to reach the necks of mighty kings.
يَسيرونَthey travel بِالمَسعاةِby noble deeds لاnot السَعيُwalking بِالخُطىby footsteps
يَسيرونَ بِالمَسعاةِ لا السَعيُ بِالخُطى
وَيَرقونَand ascend بِالعَلياءِthrough loftiness لاnot بِالسَلالِمِby ladders
وَيَرقونَ بِالعَلياءِ لا بِالسَلالِمِ
They advance by noble deeds, not by the movement of feet,
and ascend through loftiness, not by ladders.
وَماand none مِنهُمُamong them إِلّاbut اِمرُؤٌa man شَبَّgrew up ناشِئاًas a youth
وَما مِنهُمُ إِلّا اِمرُؤٌ شَبَّ ناشِئاً
عَلىupon نَمَطَيthe two patterned rugs of بَيضاءَa fair woman مِنfrom آلِthe House of هاشِمِHashim
عَلى نَمَطَي بَيضاءَ مِن آلِ هاشِمِ
There is none among them but grew up in youth
on the two patterned rugs of a fair woman from the House of Hashim.
فَتىًa youth لَمnot تُوَرِّكهُcarried him on their hips الإِماءُslave women وَلَمand not تَكُنwere
فَتىً لَم تُوَرِّكهُ الإِماءُ وَلَم تَكُن
أَعاريبَهُhis Arab lineages مَدخولَةًmingled بِالأَعاجِمِwith non-Arabs
أَعاريبَهُ مَدخولَةً بِالأَعاجِمِ
A youth no slave woman carried on her hip, and whose
Arab lineages were never mingled with non-Arabs.
إِذاwhen هَمَّhe resolves أَعطىhe grants نَفسَهُhimself كُلَّevery مُنيَةٍwish
إِذا هَمَّ أَعطى نَفسَهُ كُلَّ مُنيَةٍ
وَقَعقَعَand rattled أَبوابَthe doors of الأُمورُaffairs العَظائِمِmighty
وَقَعقَعَ أَبوابَ الأُمورُ العَظائِمِ
When he resolves, he grants himself every wish,
and rattles the doors of mighty affairs.
وَماand not اِتَّخَذواthey took إِلّاexcept الرِماحَspears سُرادِقاًas a pavilion
وَما اِتَّخَذوا إِلّا الرِماحَ سُرادِقاً
وَلاand not اِستَنوَرواthey sought light إِلّاexcept بِضَوءِby the gleam of اللَهاذِمِbroad spearheads
وَلا اِستَنوَروا إِلّا بِضَوءِ اللَهاذِمِ
They took nothing but spears as their pavilion,
and sought no light except the gleam of broad spearheads.
وَماand none فيهِمُamong them مَنanyone whose يَقسِمُdivide القَومُthe people أَمرَهُhis authority
وَما فيهِمُ مَن يَقسِمُ القَومُ أَمرَهُ
وَلاnor ضارِعٌa meek man يَنقادُis led طَوعَobedient to الخَزائِمِnose-rings
وَلا ضارِعٌ يَنقادُ طَوعَ الخَزائِمِ
None among them has his authority divided by others,
nor is there a meek man led willingly by nose-rings,
وَلاnor واهِنٌa weakling إِنif عَضَّهُit bites him الأَمرُadversity هابَهُfears it
وَلا واهِنٌ إِن عَضَّهُ الأَمرُ هابَهُ
وَأَلقىand casts down مَقاليدَthe keys of الذَليلِthe humbled man المُسالِمِsubmissive
وَأَلقى مَقاليدَ الذَليلِ المُسالِمِ
nor a weakling who fears adversity when it bites him
and throws down the keys like a humbled, submissive man,
يَبيتُspends the night عَلىon خورِthe softness of الحَشاياmattresses وَغَيرُهُwhile another
يَبيتُ عَلى خورِ الحَشايا وَغَيرُهُ
عَلىon ظَهرِthe back of جَمّاحٍa headstrong mount مِنَof اللَيلِthe night عارِمِunruly
عَلى ظَهرِ جَمّاحٍ مِنَ اللَيلِ عارِمِ
spending the night on soft mattresses, while another
rides the back of a headstrong, unruly night.
لَناours عَفَواتُthe choicest portions of الماءِwater مِنfrom كِلِّevery مَنهَلٍwatering-place
لَنا عَفَواتُ الماءِ مِن كِلِّ مَنهَلٍ
مَوارِدُthe watering-places of آسادِlions العَرينِthe lair الضَراغِمِfierce ones
مَوارِدُ آسادِ العَرينِ الضَراغِمِ
Ours is the choicest water of every watering-place,
the drinking-places of the lair's fierce lions.
أَبىinsisted العَزمُresolve إِلّاon nothing but وَثبَةًa leap فيonto ظُهورِهاtheir backs
أَبى العَزمُ إِلّا وَثبَةً في ظُهورِها
إِذاwhen أُثقِلَتwere weighed down أَعناقُهاtheir necks بِالمَغارِمِwith burdens
إِذا أُثقِلَت أَعناقُها بِالمَغارِمِ
Resolve would accept only a leap upon their backs,
when their necks were weighed down with burdens.
عَوابِسُgrim-faced إِنif قُلِّقنَthey are stirred يَوماًone day لِغايَةٍtoward a goal
عَوابِسُ إِن قُلِّقنَ يَوماً لِغايَةٍ
هَتَمنَthey broke off بِناbearing us روقَthe horns of الرُبىhills وَالمَخارِمِand mountain passes
هَتَمنَ بِنا روقَ الرُبى وَالمَخارِمِ
Grim-faced, if stirred one day toward a goal,
they break off, bearing us, the horns of hills and mountain passes.
وَكَيفَand how أَخافُcan I fear اللَيلَthe night أَنّىwherever رَكِبتُهُI ride through it
وَكَيفَ أَخافُ اللَيلَ أَنّى رَكِبتُهُ
وَبَينيand between me وَبَينَand between اللَيلِthe night بيضُthe white blades of الصَوارِمِcutting swords
وَبَيني وَبَينَ اللَيلِ بيضُ الصَوارِمِ
How can I fear the night, wherever I ride through it,
with white cutting swords between me and the night?
وَجَمعٍand an army إِذاwhen هَزّواthey shake اللِواءَthe banner تَجاوَبَتanswer one another
وَجَمعٍ إِذا هَزّوا اللِواءَ تَجاوَبَت
جَوانِبَهُits flanks مِنfrom أَزمَلٍa roar وَزَمازِمِand deep murmurs
جَوانِبَهُ مِن أَزمَلٍ وَزَمازِمِ
And an army that, when they shake the banner, answers
from flank to flank in roars and deep murmurs.
لَهُit has لَغَطٌa clamor مِنِfrom اِصطِكاكِthe clashing of رِماحِهِits spears
لَهُ لَغَطٌ مِنِ اِصطِكاكِ رِماحِهِ
تَنِقُّcroak عَواليهاtheir upper shafts نَقيقَwith the croaking of العَلاجِمِfrogs
تَنِقُّ عَواليها نَقيقَ العَلاجِمِ
It has a clamor from the clash of its spears;
their upper shafts croak with the croaking of frogs.
وَتَحسَبُهُand you think it مِمّاfrom how تَضايَقَit is tightly packed واقِفاًstanding still
وَتَحسَبُهُ مِمّا تَضايَقَ واقِفاً
وَماand from what رَدَّchecked مِنof غَربِthe ardor of الجِيادِsteeds الصَلادِمِsturdy
وَما رَدَّ مِن غَربِ الجِيادِ الصَلادِمِ
You think it standing still, from how tightly it is packed,
and from the curbing of the sturdy steeds' ardor.
بِهِin it كُلُّevery هَفّافِlight-fluttering القَميصِthe shirt شَمَردَلٍa tall, strong man
بِهِ كُلُّ هَفّافِ القَميصِ شَمَردَلٍ
تَفَرَّجَcleared a way عَنbefore وَجهٍa face نَقِيِّunblemished المَقادِمِin its forefront
تَفَرَّجَ عَن وَجهٍ نَقِيِّ المَقادِمِ
In it is every tall, strapping man with a lightly fluttering shirt,
who clears a path before a face with an unblemished brow,
بِطَعنٍwith thrusts كَماas اِنعَطَّwas split الأَديمُleather أَرَقَّهُmade it thin
بِطَعنٍ كَما اِنعَطَّ الأَديمُ أَرَقَّهُ
تَعاوُرُthe repeated working of أَيديthe hands of الخارِزاتِstitching women الحَوازِمِdrawing tight
تَعاوُرُ أَيدي الخارِزاتِ الحَوازِمِ
with thrusts like the splitting of leather made thin
by the repeated hands of women sewing it tight.
وَتَعرِفُand you recognize فيin عِرنينِهِthe bridge of his nose المَجدَglory ساهِماًhaggard
وَتَعرِفُ في عِرنينِهِ المَجدَ ساهِماً
عَلىon عَقِبِthe heels of الإِدلاجِnight travel أَوor غَيرَnot ساهِمِhaggard
عَلى عَقِبِ الإِدلاجِ أَو غَيرَ ساهِمِ
In his nose-bridge you recognize glory, whether he is haggard
after night travel or not haggard.
لَوَيتُI turned إِلىtoward وُدِّthe affection of العَشيرَةِthe clan جانِبيmy side
لَوَيتُ إِلى وُدِّ العَشيرَةِ جانِبي
عَلىdespite عُظمِthe enormity of داءٍa sickness بَينَناbetween us مُتَفاقِمِworsening
عَلى عُظمِ داءٍ بَينَنا مُتَفاقِمِ
I turned my side toward affection for my clan,
despite the enormity of a worsening sickness between us.
وَنِمتُand I slept عَنِheedless of الأَضغانِrancors حَتّىuntil تَلاحَمَتknitted together
وَنِمتُ عَنِ الأَضغانِ حَتّى تَلاحَمَت
جَوائِفُthe deep hollows of هاتيكَthose النُدوبِwounds القَدائِمِancient
جَوائِفُ هاتيكَ النُدوبِ القَدائِمِ
I slept heedless of rancors until healing joined
the deep hollows of those ancient wounds.
وَقَلَّمتُand I clipped أَظفاريmy nails وَكُنتُand I had been أَعِدُّهاreadying them
وَقَلَّمتُ أَظفاري وَكُنتُ أَعِدُّها
لِتَمزيقِto tear apart قُربىkinship بَينَناbetween us وَالمَحارِمِand sacred bonds
لِتَمزيقِ قُربى بَينَنا وَالمَحارِمِ
I clipped my nails, which I had been readying
to tear the kinship between us and its sacred bonds.
وَرَوَّحتُand I brought back حِلميmy forbearance بَعدَماafter غَرَّبَتdrove far away بِهِwith it
وَرَوَّحتُ حِلمي بَعدَما غَرَّبَت بِهِ
ذُنوبُthe sins of بَنيthe sons of عَمّيmy uncle غُروبَlike the straying of السَوائِمِgrazing beasts
ذُنوبُ بَني عَمّي غُروبَ السَوائِمِ
I brought my forbearance back, after it had been driven far
by my cousins' sins, as grazing beasts stray far away.
وَأَوطَأتُand I set beneath أَقوالَthe words of الوُشاةِtale-bearers أَخامِصيthe arches of my feet
وَأَوطَأتُ أَقوالَ الوُشاةِ أَخامِصي
وَقَدalthough كانَhad been سَمعيmy hearing مَدرَجاًa passageway لِلنَمائِمِfor slanders
وَقَد كانَ سَمعي مَدرَجاً لِلنَمائِمِ
I trod the tale-bearers' words beneath the arches of my feet,
though my hearing had been a passageway for slanders.
وَسالَمتُand I made peace لَمّاwhen طالَتِgrew long الحَربُthe war بَينَناbetween us
وَسالَمتُ لَمّا طالَتِ الحَربُ بَينَنا
إِذاif لَمnot تُظَفِّركَgive you victory الحُروبُwars فَسالِمِthen make peace
إِذا لَم تُظَفِّركَ الحُروبُ فَسالِمِ
I made peace when our war grew long;
if wars bring you no victory, make peace.
وَقَدand indeed كُنتُI used to أُصميهِمstrike them mortally بُعورٍwith slurs نَوافِذٍpiercing
وَقَد كُنتُ أُصميهِم بُعورٍ نَوافِذٍ
تَئِنُّgroan لَهاat them الأَعراضِreputations يَومَon a day of الخَصائِمِdisputes
تَئِنُّ لَها الأَعراضِ يَومَ الخَصائِمِ
I once struck them mortally with penetrating slurs,
at which reputations groaned on the day of disputes.
صَوائِبَtrue-striking arrows مِنfrom نَبلِthe arrows of العَداوَةِenmity لَمnot تَزَلceased
صَوائِبَ مِن نَبلِ العَداوَةِ لَم تَزَل
تَعُطُّrend قُلوباًhearts مِنfrom وَراءِbehind الحِيازِمِthe chests
تَعُطُّ قُلوباً مِن وَراءِ الحِيازِمِ
True-striking arrows of enmity that never ceased
to rend hearts from behind the ribs.
سَيَرضَونَthey will be pleased مِنّيwith me عَنbecause of أَيادٍfavors كَوامِلِcomplete
سَيَرضَونَ مِنّي عَن أَيادٍ كَوامِلِ
وَمِنand from قَبلِbefore ماindeed نيلواthey were assailed بِأَيدٍby hands كَوالِمِwounding
وَمِن قَبلِ ما نيلوا بِأَيدٍ كَوالِمِ
They will be pleased with me for favors given in full,
though earlier they were assailed by wounding hands.
قَضَيتُI discharged بِهِمagainst them حَقَّthe claim of الحَفائِظِoffended honor مُدَّةًfor a time
قَضَيتُ بِهِم حَقَّ الحَفائِظِ مُدَّةً
وَلاand no بُدَّalternative أَنthat أَقضيI discharge حُقوقَthe claims of المَكارِمِnoble conduct
وَلا بُدَّ أَن أَقضي حُقوقَ المَكارِمِ
For a time, I discharged upon them the claims of offended honor,
and I must discharge the claims of noble conduct.
فَإِنso if عاوَدواthey return to رَجميstoning me بِغَيبٍin my absence فَإِنَّهاthen they are
فَإِن عاوَدوا رَجمي بِغَيبٍ فَإِنَّها
جَنادِلُstones عِنديat my disposal مِلءُfilling كَفِّthe palm of المُراجِمِthe stone-thrower
جَنادِلُ عِندي مِلءُ كَفِّ المُراجِمِ
If they resume stoning me behind my back, there are
stones at my disposal to fill the stone-thrower's palm.
وَكَمand how often عَجَمونيthey bit to test me فَاِنسَلَلتُthen I slipped free مُهَذَّباًrefined
وَكَم عَجَموني فَاِنسَلَلتُ مُهَذَّباً
وَأَثَّرَand left marks عوديmy wood فيin النُيوبِthe fangs العَواجِمِthat tested by biting
وَأَثَّرَ عودي في النُيوبِ العَواجِمِ
How often they bit to test me, and I slipped free refined,
while my wood left marks in the fangs that tested it.
وَبيand through me يَستَسيغُswallow easily الريقَsaliva قَومٌsome people وَإِنَّنيyet I
وَبي يَستَسيغُ الريقَ قَومٌ وَإِنَّني
إِذاif شِئتُI wish مِنamong قَومٍsome people شَجاًa choking bone فيin الحَلاقِمِthroats
إِذا شِئتُ مِن قَومٍ شَجاً في الحَلاقِمِ
Through me some people swallow their saliva easily, yet I,
if I wish, am a choking bone in a people's throats.
إِذاif لَمnot يَكُنthere is إِلّاexcept الحِمامُdeath فَإِنَّنيthen I
إِذا لَم يَكُن إِلّا الحِمامُ فَإِنَّني
سَأُكرِمُI will honor سَمعيmy hearing عَنabove مَقالِthe words of اللَوائِمِreproaching women
سَأُكرِمُ سَمعي عَن مَقالِ اللَوائِمِ
If nothing remains but death, then I
will keep my ears above reproaching women's words,
وَأَلبَسُهاand I wear it حَمراءَcrimson تَضفوtrail abundantly ذُيولُهاits skirts
وَأَلبَسُها حَمراءَ تَضفو ذُيولُها
مِنَwith الدَمِblood بُعداًfar away عَنfrom لِباسِwearing المَلاوِمِreproach
مِنَ الدَمِ بُعداً عَن لِباسِ المَلاوِمِ
and wear it crimson, its skirts flowing long
with blood, far from the clothing of reproach.
فَمِنfor from قَبلِbefore ماindeed اِختارَchose اِبنُthe son of الاَشعَثِal-Ash'ath عَيشَهُhis life
فَمِن قَبلِ ما اِختارَ اِبنُ الاَشعَثِ عَيشَهُ
عَلىover شَرَفٍhonor باقٍlasting رَفيعِlofty الدَعائِمِin its pillars
عَلى شَرَفٍ باقٍ رَفيعِ الدَعائِمِ
For previously Ibn al-Ash'ath chose his life
over enduring honor with lofty pillars.
فَطارَthen he flew away ذَميماًdisgraced قَدalready تَقَلَّدَwore about his neck عارَهاits shame
فَطارَ ذَميماً قَد تَقَلَّدَ عارَها
بِشَرِّon the worst جَناحٍwing يَومَon the day of دَيرِDayr الجَماجِمِal-Jamajim
بِشَرِّ جَناحٍ يَومَ دَيرِ الجَماجِمِ
He flew away disgraced, its shame hung about his neck,
on the worst wing, on the day of Dayr al-Jamajim.
وَجاءَهُمُand came to them يَجريrunning البَريدُthe courier بِرَأسِهِwith his head
وَجاءَهُمُ يَجري البَريدُ بِرَأسِهِ
وَلَمand not يُغنِavailed إيغالٌa deep plunging بِهِwith him فيinto الهَزائِمِrouts
وَلَم يُغنِ إيغالٌ بِهِ في الهَزائِمِ
The courier came running to them with his head,
and his plunging deep into routs availed him nothing.
وَقَدand indeed حاصَhe dodged مِنfrom خَوفِfear of الرَدىdeath كُلَّevery حيصَةٍevasion
وَقَد حاصَ مِن خَوفِ الرَدى كُلَّ حيصَةٍ
فَلَمbut not يَنجُhe escaped وَالأَقدارُand fates ضَربَةُthe blow of لازِمِone who clings
فَلَم يَنجُ وَالأَقدارُ ضَربَةُ لازِمِ
He had dodged every way for fear of death,
but did not escape: fate is the stroke of one who never lets go.
وَهَذاand here is يَزيدُYazid بنُson of المُهَلَّبِal-Muhallab نافَرَتresisted
وَهَذا يَزيدُ بنُ المُهَلَّبِ نافَرَت
بِهِin him الذُلَّhumiliation أَعراقُthe bloodlines of الجُدودِforefathers الأَكارِمِnoble
بِهِ الذُلَّ أَعراقُ الجُدودِ الأَكارِمِ
And here is Yazid ibn al-Muhallab, driven to reject
humiliation by the bloodlines of noble forefathers.
وَقالَand he said وَقَدwhen عَنَّappeared الفِرارُflight أَوِor الرَدىdeath
وَقالَ وَقَد عَنَّ الفِرارُ أَوِ الرَدى
لَحىmay curse اللَهُGod أَخزىthe more shameful choice ذِكرَةًin remembrance فيat المَواسِمِgatherings
لَحى اللَهُ أَخزى ذِكرَةً في المَواسِمِ
He said, when flight or death presented itself:
May God curse the choice remembered with greater shame at gatherings!
وَماand not غَمَراتُthe depths of المَوتِdeath إِلّاexcept اِنغِماسَةٌone plunge
وَما غَمَراتُ المَوتِ إِلّا اِنغِماسَةٌ
وَلاnor ذيthese المَناياdeaths غَيرُanything but تَهويمِthe dozing of نائِمِa sleeper
وَلا ذي المَنايا غَيرُ تَهويمِ نائِمِ
The depths of death are no more than a single plunge,
nor are these deaths more than a sleeper's dozing.
رَأىhe saw أَنَّthat هَذاthis السَيفَsword أَهوَنُeasier مَحمَلاًas a burden
رَأى أَنَّ هَذا السَيفَ أَهوَنُ مَحمَلاً
مِنَthan العارِshame يَبقىremains وَسمُهُits brand فيon المَخاطِمِnoses
مِنَ العارِ يَبقى وَسمُهُ في المَخاطِمِ
He saw this sword as an easier burden
than shame, whose brand remains upon the noses.
وَماand nothing قَلَّدَhung around البيضَthe white blades المَباتيرَkeen-cutting عُنقَهُhis neck
وَما قَلَّدَ البيضَ المَباتيرَ عُنقَهُ
سِوىexcept الخَوفِfear مِنof تَقليدِهاgirding it بِالأَداهِمِwith black fetters
سِوى الخَوفِ مِن تَقليدِها بِالأَداهِمِ
Nothing hung the white, keen-cutting swords about his neck
but fear of its being girded with black fetters.
فَعافَso he spurned الدَناياbaseness وَاِمتَطىand mounted المَوتَdeath شامِخاًholding high
فَعافَ الدَنايا وَاِمتَطى المَوتَ شامِخاً
بِمارِنِwith the nose-tip of عِزٍّhonor لاnot يَذِلُّbows لِخاطِمِto a halterer
بِمارِنِ عِزٍّ لا يَذِلُّ لِخاطِمِ
He spurned baseness and mounted death, holding high
honor's nose-tip, unbowed to any halterer.
وَقَدand indeed حَلَّقَتbore aloft خَوفَfor fear of الهَوانِhumiliation بِمُصعَبٍwith Mus'ab
وَقَد حَلَّقَت خَوفَ الهَوانِ بِمُصعَبٍ
قَوادِمُthe flight-feathers of أَبّاءٍone too proud to yield كَريمِnoble المَقاوِمِin his origins
قَوادِمُ أَبّاءٍ كَريمِ المَقاوِمِ
For fear of humiliation, Mus'ab was borne aloft
by the flight-feathers of a man too proud to yield, of noble roots.
عَلىat حينَa time when أَعطوهُthey gave him الأَمانَsafe-conduct فَعافَهbut he rejected it
عَلى حينَ أَعطوهُ الأَمانَ فَعافَه
وَخُيِّرَand he was given a choice فَاِختارَso he chose الرَدىdeath غَيرَnot نادِمِregretful
وَخُيِّرَ فَاِختارَ الرَدى غَيرَ نادِمِ
When they offered him safe-conduct, he rejected it;
given a choice, he chose death without regret.
وَفيand in خِدرِهِhis chamber غَرّاءُa radiant woman مِنfrom آلِthe House of طَلحَةٍTalha
وَفي خِدرِهِ غَرّاءُ مِن آلِ طَلحَةٍ
عَلاقَةُan attachment قَلبٍof a heart لِلنَديمِfor the companion المُخالِمِintimate
عَلاقَةُ قَلبٍ لِلنَديمِ المُخالِمِ
In his chamber was a radiant woman from the House of Talha,
the heart's beloved of her intimate companion.
تُحَسِّبُmakes worth living أَيّامَthe days of الحَياةِlife وَإِنَّهاand indeed she
تُحَسِّبُ أَيّامَ الحَياةِ وَإِنَّها
لَأَعذَبُsurely sweeter مِنthan طَعمِthe taste of الخُلودِimmortality لِطاعِمِto a taster
لَأَعذَبُ مِن طَعمِ الخُلودِ لِطاعِمِ
She makes the days of life worth living, and indeed she is
sweeter to the taster than the taste of immortality.
فَفارَقَهاso he left her وَالمُلكَand the kingdom لَمّاwhen رَآهُماhe saw them both
فَفارَقَها وَالمُلكَ لَمّا رَآهُما
يَجُرّانِboth bring إِذلالَthe humiliation of النُفوسِsouls الكَرائِمِnoble
يَجُرّانِ إِذلالَ النُفوسِ الكَرائِمِ
Yet he left her and his kingdom when he saw that both
brought abasement upon noble souls.
وَلَمّاand when أَلاحَturned aside الحَوفَزانُal-Hawfazan مِنَfrom الرَدىdeath
وَلَمّا أَلاحَ الحَوفَزانُ مِنَ الرَدى
حَداهُdrove him toward المَخازيdisgraces رُمحُthe spear of قَيسِQays بنِson of عاصِمِAsim
حَداهُ المَخازي رُمحُ قَيسِ بنِ عاصِمِ
When al-Hawfazan turned away from death,
the spear of Qays ibn Asim drove him toward disgrace.
وَغادَرَهاand he left it شَنعاءَhideous إِنif ذُكِرَتit is mentioned لَهُto him
وَغادَرَها شَنعاءَ إِن ذُكِرَت لَهُ
مِنَfrom العارِshame طاطاhe lowered رَأسَthe head of خَزيانَa disgraced man واجِمِsilent
مِنَ العارِ طاطا رَأسَ خَزيانَ واجِمِ
He left a hideous stain; whenever it was recalled to him,
from shame he lowered the head of a disgraced, silent man.
لِذاكَfor that مُنيwas afflicted بَعدَafter الفِرارِflight أُمَيَّةٌUmayya
لِذاكَ مُني بَعدَ الفِرارِ أُمَيَّةٌ
بِشِقشِقَةٍwith a bellowing throat-sac لَوثاءَthick مِنfrom آلِthe House of دارِمِDarim
بِشِقشِقَةٍ لَوثاءَ مِن آلِ دارِمِ
For that, after his flight, Umayya was afflicted
by a thick, bellowing throat-sac from the House of Darim.
وَسَلَّand drew لَهاagainst it سَلَّwith the drawing of الحُسامِa keen sword اِبنُthe son of مَعمَرٍMa'mar
وَسَلَّ لَها سَلَّ الحُسامِ اِبنُ مَعمَرٍ
فَكَرَّthen he charged عَلىat أَعقابِthe heels of نابٍone recoiling بِصارِمِwith a cutting sword
فَكَرَّ عَلى أَعقابِ نابٍ بِصارِمِ
Ibn Ma'mar drew against it as one draws a keen sword,
then charged at the heels of one retreating, with a cutting blade.
تَوَرَّدَvisited ذِكريmy fame كُلَّevery نَجدٍhighland وَغائِرِand lowland
تَوَرَّدَ ذِكري كُلَّ نَجدٍ وَغائِرِ
وَأَلجَمَand bridled خَوفيfear of me كُلَّevery باغٍtransgressor وَظالِمِand oppressor
وَأَلجَمَ خَوفي كُلَّ باغٍ وَظالِمِ
My fame has visited every highland and lowland,
and fear of me has bridled every transgressor and oppressor.
وَهَدَّدَand threatened بيwith me الأَعداءُthe enemies فيin المَهدِthe cradle لَمnot yet يَحِنcame the time for
وَهَدَّدَ بي الأَعداءُ في المَهدِ لَم يَحِن
نُهوضيmy rising وَلَمand not yet أَقطَعI broke عُقودَthe strings of تَمائِميmy amulets
نُهوضي وَلَم أَقطَع عُقودَ تَمائِمي
Enemies used me as a threat while I was in the cradle, before it was time
for me to rise, before I had broken my amulet-strings.
وَعِندِيَand I have يَومٌa day لَوif يَزيدُYazid وَمُسلِمٌand Muslim
وَعِندِيَ يَومٌ لَو يَزيدُ وَمُسلِمٌ
بَداappeared لَهُماto them both لَاِستَصغَراthey would deem small يَومَthe day of واقِمِWaqim
بَدا لَهُما لَاِستَصغَرا يَومَ واقِمِ
I have a day that, if Yazid and Muslim
saw it, they would think the day of Waqim small.
عَلىin العِزِّhonor مُتdie لاnot مَيتَةًa death مُستَكينَةًsubmissive
عَلى العِزِّ مُت لا مَيتَةً مُستَكينَةً
تُزيلُremoves عَنِfrom الدُنياthe world بِشُمِّwith high-held المَراغِمِnoses
تُزيلُ عَنِ الدُنيا بِشُمِّ المَراغِمِ
Die in honor, not a submissive death
that carries proud noses away from this world.
وَخاطِرand risk yourself عَلىfor الجُلّىthe greatest ordeal خِطارَwith the daring of اِبنِthe son of حُرَّةٍa freeborn woman
وَخاطِر عَلى الجُلّى خِطارَ اِبنِ حُرَّةٍ
وَإِنand if زاحَمَpresses against you الأَمرُthe matter العَظيمُmighty فَزاحِمِthen press back
وَإِن زاحَمَ الأَمرُ العَظيمُ فَزاحِمِ
Risk yourself in the greatest ordeal, with a freeborn woman's son's daring;
if the mighty matter presses against you, press back.