Sol 6.1

  1. أدرِك وَقارك لا تُبِحْهُ جميعا

    يكفِيهِ في حَمْلِ الهمومِ خُنوعا

    Recover your dignity; do not surrender it all.

    Bearing cares is abasement enough for it.

  2. عَجَباً يصونُك في الأَسى وتُذِلُّهُ

    أحَسِبتَه يومَ الفراقِ دموعا

    How strange: it shields you in grief, yet you abase it.

    Did you mistake it for tears on the day of parting?

  3. فُجع البيانُ بشاعرٍ ملء النُّهى

    لطفاً وملء الأصغرينِ بَديعا

    Eloquence has been bereaved of a poet who filled minds

    with grace, and heart and tongue with wondrous art.

  4. أخْلِقْ بُحزنِكَ أن يَفيض مع البُكا

    وأُعيذ حِلمك أَن يهي فيضيعا

    How fitting that your grief should overflow with weeping,

    yet I would shield your self-command from faltering and being lost.

  5. ولعلَّ أبلغَ مِن دموعِ مُوَلَّهٍ

    قلبٌ أمامَ الموت فاض خشوعا

    Perhaps more eloquent than a distraught mourner's tears

    is a heart overflowing with reverence before death.

  6. فَلكَ النجومِ أبينَ أهلِكَ نجمةٌ

    طلعت برَوعتِها عليك طلوعا

    O sphere of stars, is there among your hosts a star

    that has risen upon you in such splendor?

  7. ضاقت بها الدنيا وأَطلَقَها الردى

    فأتت فضاءً في عُلاك وسيعا

    The world was too narrow for her, and death set her free;

    she came to a vast expanse in your heights.

  8. صعِدَت إلى مَلأِ البقاءِ وغادَرَتْ

    مَلأَ الفناءِ بما استعزّ وضيعا

    She rose to the company of eternity, and left

    the mortal host abased, for all its pride.

  9. تَذري أشِعَّتها عليكَ كأنما

    هي مجدُها يزدادُ فيك شيوعا

    She scatters her rays upon you, as though

    they were her glory, spreading ever farther within you.

  10. يا روحَ فياضٍ أَطِلّي ساعةً

    أستَوحِ منكِ لساعةٍ موضوعا

    O soul of Fayyad, look down for a moment,

    that I may draw from you a theme for an hour.

  11. فيمَ الإقامةُ في الجسوم كأنها

    صُوَرٌ على لوحٍ تمرّ سريعا

    Why dwell in bodies, as though they were

    images on a tablet, passing swiftly?

  12. لّما اتخذتِ من الضِيَا لكِ هيكلاً

    إني تركت الهيكل المخلوعا

    Now that you have made yourself a temple of light,

    I have left behind the cast-off temple.

  13. صاحبتهِ خمسينَ ملء إهابه

    فنزلتِ رحباً وارتعيت مريعا

    You kept it company for fifty years, filling its frame,

    so you dwelt in spaciousness and grazed in lush pasture.

  14. وطواكِ في صدرٍ نشرت به المنى

    شتى المعاني غايةً ونزوعا

    It enfolded you in a breast where hopes unfurled

    meanings manifold in purpose and aspiration.

  15. تثِبينَ من عينيه سِحراً رائعاً

    في كل جارحةٍ جرى ينبوعا

    You would leap from his eyes as dazzling magic,

    flowing as a spring through every limb.

  16. وملكتِ سيمةَ قلبه فتدافعت

    فيه المروءةُ مبدأ وصنِيعا

    You ruled the character of his heart, and there surged

    within it nobility, in principle and deed.

  17. وجريتِ فوق لسانِهِ فبيانُه

    آيٌ تُبَثُّ وشاردات توعى

    You coursed over his tongue, and his eloquence was

    marvels spread abroad, and rare verses preserved in memory.

  18. وأويتِ مسمَعَه فكنتِ سياجَه

    من كلّ نافرةٍ تسوءُ سَميعا

    You dwelt within his hearing and became its fence

    against every jarring sound that offends a listener.

  19. وأردتِه طلقَ الجبين فلم يكن

    ليُرى ولو غضِب الزمانُ مَروعا

    You willed his brow unclouded; he was never

    seen dismayed, even when Time raged.

  20. وعهدتِه يُزهى ويمرح عابثاًُ

    أو يستكنّ تواضعاً وقنوعا

    You knew him exultant, merrily at play,

    or quietly at rest, humble and content.

  21. يَهبُ الجزيلَ ويستنيم إلى المُنَى

    ويعِفُّ ذا عوزٍ ويخشى الجوعا

    He gave lavishly and rested his trust in hopes,

    and, though in want, shunned begging and feared hunger.

  22. وعلى غِرارِك قد طبعت شعورَهُ

    فخلقتِ منه الشاعرَ المطبوعا

    After your own pattern you molded his sensibility,

    and made of him a born poet.

  23. يا روحُ أنتِ على النجومِ نزيلةٌ

    بينا ثوى تحت الرغامِ ضجِيعا

    O soul, you are a guest among the stars,

    while he lies sleeping beneath the dust.

  24. ما كنتِ إلا شمسَهُ يا ليتَهُ

    جارى بآيتِكِ النبيَّ يشوعا

    You were none other than his sun—if only he

    had emulated, through your miracle, the prophet Joshua!

  25. فيّاضُ هذه نفثَةٌ لو لم تَرِدْ

    شِعراً لسالت أدمعاً ونجيعا

    Fayyad, this is an outpouring that, had it not come forth

    as verse, would have flowed as tears and blood.

  26. إن الأديبَ إِذا وقفتَ بقبره

    أَمطرتَه مما بكيتَ ربيعا

    When you stand beside a man of letters' grave,

    you shower him with springtime from the tears you shed.

  27. لَهْفِي عليكَ أخاً حمدتُ وَفاءَهُ

    ورأيتُني بوداده مفجوعا

    Alas for you—a brother whose loyalty I praised—

    and I found myself bereft of his affection.

  28. إنّا لَفِي بلدٍ أَفاد نفوسَنا

    أدباً ليوقدَهنَّ فيه شموعا

    We are indeed in a land that endowed our souls

    with literary art, to light them there as candles.

  29. فإذا زهونَ خُرِمْنَ مقعد شمعةٍ

    وإذا انطفأنَ فقد خُذِلْنَ جَميعا

    When they glow, they are pierced for a candle's holder;

    and when they go out, they are all forsaken.

  30. لم يبقَ لي لا البيانُ فهاكَهُ

    وكفى البيانُ لدى الأديبِ شفيعا

    Nothing is left to me but eloquence—here, take it;

    eloquence is intercessor enough before a man of letters.