1. قَد أَغتَدي عَلى الجِيادِ الضُمَّرِ

    وَالصُبحُ في طُرَّةِ لَيلٍ مُسفِرِ

    At times I set out at dawn upon lean steeds,

    With dawn in the fringe of a night growing light,

  2. كَأَنَّهُ غُرَّةُ مُهرٍ أَشقَرِ

    وَالوَحشُ في أَوطانِها لَم تُعذَرِ

    As though it were the white blaze of a chestnut colt.

    And the wild beasts in their haunts have not yet been startled.

  3. جَلا لَنا وَجهَ الثَرى عَن مَنظَرِ

    كَالعَصبِ أَو كَالوَشيِ أَو كَالجَوهَرِ

    It unveiled the earth's face for us, revealing a vista

    Like striped cloth, or brocade, or gems,

  4. مِن أَبيَضٍ وَأَحمَرٍ وَأَصفَرِ

    وَطارِفٍ أَجفانَهُ لَم يَنظُرِ

    Of white and red and yellow;

    And one that blinks its eyelids yet has never looked:

  5. تَشالُهُ العَينُ فَماً لَم يُفغَرِ

    وَفاتِقٍ كادَ وَلَم يُنَوَّرِ

    The eye takes it for a mouth not yet opened;

    And another unfolding, almost—but not yet—in bloom,

  6. كَأَنَّهُ مُبتَسِمٌ لَم يَكشِرِ

    وَأَدمَعُ الغُدرانِ لَم تُكَدَّرِ

    As though smiling without baring its teeth.

    And the pools' tears remain unclouded,

  7. وَالرَوضُ مَغسولٌ بِلَيلٍ مُمطِرِ

    كَأَنَّهُ دَراهِمٌ في مَنشَرِ

    And the meadow is washed by a rainy night,

    As though it were dirhams spread across an open space,

  8. أَو كَتَفسيرِ مُصحَفٍ مُفَسَّرِ

    وَالشَمسُ في إِصحاءِ جَوٍّ أَخضَرِ

    Or like the commentary in an annotated Qur'an.

    And the sun, as the green sky clears,

  9. كَدَمعَةٍ جارِيَةٍ في مَحجِرِ

    تُسقى عُقاراً كَالسِراجِ الأَزهَرِ

    Is like a tear flowing in an eye socket.

    You are given wine like a radiant lamp,

  10. مُدامَةً تَعقِرُ إِن لَم تُعقَرِ

    تُديرُها كَفُّ غَزالٍ أَحوَرِ

    An aged wine that cuts you down unless it is itself cut.

    The hand of a dark-eyed gazelle passes it round,

  11. ذي طُرَّةٍ عاطِرَةٍ كَالعَنبَرِ

    وَمَبسِمٍ يَكشِفُهُ عَن جَوهَرِ

    Whose forelock is fragrant as ambergris,

    And whose smiling mouth he opens to reveal jewels,

  12. وَكَفَلٍ بِسَفلِ فَضلِ المِئزَرِ

    تُخبِرُ عَيناهُ بِعِشقٍ مُضمَرِ

    And whose haunches lie beneath the loose folds of his waist-wrap.

    His eyes tell of hidden love;

  13. يُعَلِّمُ الفُجورَ مَن لَم يَفجُرِ

    وَيَذعَرُ الصَيدَ بِبازٍ أَقمَرِ

    He teaches wantonness to one who has never acted wantonly,

    And startles the game with a moon-white hawk,

  14. كَأَنَّهُ في جَوشَنٍ مُزَرَّرِ

    ذي مُقلَةٍ تَسرَحُ فَوقَ المَحجَرِ

    As though it wore a buttoned coat of mail,

    With an eye that roams above its socket;

  15. كَأَنَّهُ رَقٌّ خَفِيُّ الأَسطُرِ

    وَذَنَبٌ كَالمُنصُلِ المُذَكَّرِ

    As though it were parchment with faint lines,

    And a tail like a hardened-steel blade.