1. قَدرٌ ساقَهُ فَآواهُ رَوضاً

    لَم يَكُن طارَ فيهِ قَبلاً وَغَنّى

    Fate led him and sheltered him in a garden

    Where he had never flown or sung before.

  2. فَاِستَوى فَوقَ ايكةٍ وَرَمى عَي

    نيهِ فيما هُناك يُسرى وَيُمنى

    He settled atop a leafy tree and cast his gaze

    Over what lay there, to left and right.

  3. وَإِذا الرَوضُ بِهجةُ الروح طيباً

    وَظَلالاً وَفتنةُ العَين حُسنا

    And behold, the garden delighted the spirit with fragrance

    And shade, and enchanted the eye with beauty.

  4. وَكَأنَّ الغَديرَ بَينَ ضلالٍ

    وَهُدىً كُلَما اِستَوى أَو تَثَنّى

    And the brook seemed caught between error

    And guidance, whenever it ran straight or curved.

  5. تَنحَني فَوقهُ كرائِمُ ذاكَ الد

    دوح مِنها الجَني وَكَم يَتَجَنّى

    Above it bend the noble boughs of those

    Great trees; from them comes fruit, yet how capricious it is!

  6. مُطمئنٌّ يَسير تيهاً فَإِن را

    م عِناقَ الصُخورِ صَدَّت فَجُنّا

    Untroubled, it flows proudly on; but if it seeks

    To embrace the rocks, they rebuff it, and it goes mad.

  7. هَكَذا يُصبح الحَبيبُ المَعنّي

    بَعدَ حينٍ وَهُوَ المُحب المَعنّى

    Thus the cherished beloved becomes,

    After a while, the tormented lover himself.

  8. وَمَضى البُلبلُ الغَريبُ يَطوف الر

    روضَ حَتّى إِنزَوى مَحيّا النَهارِ

    The stranger nightingale went roaming through

    The garden, until the face of day withdrew.

  9. راحَ يَأوي إِلى الغُصون وَلَكن

    كَيفَ يَغفو مشرَّد الأَفكارِ

    He sought shelter in the branches, but

    How could one with scattered thoughts fall asleep?

  10. كانَ في الرَوض فَوقَ ما يَتَمَنى

    مِن فُنون الأَثمار وَالأَزهارِ

    The garden held more than he could wish for

    Of every kind of fruit and flower.

  11. غَير أَن لَيسَ فيهِ طَير يَغنّي

    أَيّ رَوض يَحلو بِلا أَطيارِ

    Except that no bird sang within it.

    What garden is delightful without birds?

  12. وَسرت فيهِ رَعدة حين لَم يَل

    ق سِوى دارِسٍ مِن الأَوكار

    A shudder ran through him when he found

    Nothing but the ruined traces of nests,

  13. وَبَقايا نَواقفٍ رخم المَو

    ت عَلَيها مخضَّب الأَظفارِ

    And remnants of broken eggshells, with death's vulture

    Above them, its claws stained with blood.

  14. أَيّ خَطبٍ أَصابَكُم معشرَ الطَي

    ر وَماذا في الرَوض مِن أَسرارِ

    What calamity befell you, company of

    Birds, and what secrets lie within the garden?

  15. طَلَعَ الفَجر باسِماً إِثرَ لَيلٍ

    دونَهُ وَحشةً كهوف الَمنيَّه

    Dawn rose smiling after a night

    More desolate than the caverns of death.

  16. تَتَنزّى أَشباحه صاخِباتٍ

    عاريات أَكُفُّها دَمَويَّه

    Its specters leapt about, clamoring,

    Naked, their hands bloody.

  17. وَرُجومٌ تَفري الغُيوم وَتَهوي

    كُلَ رَجمٍ مِن الجَحيم شَظيَّه

    And missiles rent the clouds and plunged,

    Each missile a splinter out of hell.

  18. وَخُسوف تَحدَّث البَدر فيهِ

    بِفَم الحوت منذراً برزيَّه

    And an eclipse, in which the full moon spoke

    From the whale's mouth, warning of calamity.

  19. ذاكَ لَيل قَضى عَلى البُلبل المَن

    كود لَولا يَدٌ تَصَدَّت عَلَيَّه

    That night would have destroyed the ill-fated nightingale,

    But for an exalted hand that intervened.

  20. مَلكة عرشها المشارق وَالتا

    ج سَناها أَعظِم بِها شَرقيَّه

    A queen whose throne is the eastern horizons, whose crown

    Is her radiance—how magnificent an eastern queen!

  21. أَنقذته فَهبَّ يَشدو شَكوراً

    مَرِحاً هاتفاً لَها بِالتَحيَّه

    She saved him, and he sprang up singing gratefully,

    Joyful, calling out his greeting to her:

  22. مليكة النيّرات

    إلهة المشرقَين

    Queen of the heavenly lights,

    Goddess of the two easts,

  23. الناس في الغابرات

    إِلَيك مدّوا اليدين

    People in ages past

    Stretched both hands toward you,

  24. وَأَحرَقوا في الصَلاة

    نَضارهم وَاللُجَين

    And burned in prayer

    Their gold and silver,

  25. وَقَرَبوا الأَعناق

    زُلفى تراق

    And offered up their necks

    To draw near, their blood to be shed.

  26. يا لَيل إِن الصَباح

    رَمز حَياة الوَرى

    O night, the morning

    Is the emblem of life for all creation.

  27. أَنفاسُهُ في البطاح

    وَروحه في الذرى

    Its breaths are in the open plains,

    Its spirit on the heights.

  28. أَما رَأَيت الأَقاح

    أَفاق بَعد الكَرى

    Have you not seen the daisies

    Awake after their sleep,

  29. وَضوَّع الآفاق

    لَما أَفاق

    And perfume the horizons

    Upon awakening?

  30. هُناكَ راعي الغَنم

    جَذلان حَيُّ الفُؤاد

    There is the shepherd,

    Joyful, his heart alive,

  31. يَرتع بَينَ الأَكم

    يَهيم في كُل واد

    Roaming freely among the hillocks,

    Wandering through every valley.

  32. وَالنايُ صبَّ النغم

    وَبَثّه في الوهاد

    And the reed flute poured out melody

    And spread it through the hollows,

  33. كَزَفرة الأَشواق

    غِبَّ الفِراق

    Like a sigh of longing

    After parting.

  34. نسي الطَير هَمَّهُ حينَ غَنّى

    قلما يَستقرّ همُّ الطروبِ

    The bird forgot his sorrow as he sang;

    Sorrow seldom stays with one enraptured by song.

  35. أَلِف الرَوض مفرداً وَتَوَلّى

    عَنهُ في دَوحه شعورُ الغَريبِ

    Alone, he grew at home in the garden, and shed

    Among its great trees his feeling of estrangement.

  36. مُستَقلٌّ في الملك لا مِن شَريكٍ

    طامِعٍ يُتَقى وَلا مِن رَقيبِ

    Sole ruler in his kingdom, with no

    Covetous partner to fear, nor watcher.

  37. مطلقٌ يَستَقرُّ عِندَ نَمير

    تارة أَو يَقبل فَوقَ رَطيبِ

    Free, he rests beside sweet, clear water

    At times, or comes to perch on fresh greenery.

  38. وَإِذا وَردة تَفيضُ جَمالاً

    تَتَهادى مَعَ النَسيم اللعوبِ

    And there—a rose overflowing with beauty,

    Swaying gracefully with the playful breeze.

  39. قَد حَمَتها أَشواكُها مَشرعاتٍ

    حَولَها دونَ عابث أَو غَصوبِ

    Her thorns guarded her, raised and ready

    Around her against a meddler or despoiler.

  40. تَمنَح العين حين تَبدو وَتخفي

    مِن ضروب الإغراء كُل عَجيبِ

    As she appears and hides, she offers the eye

    Every wondrous form of enticement.

  41. كُلُّ قَلبٍ لَهُ هَواه ولَكن

    لَيسَ يَدري مَتى يَجيء زَمانُه

    Every heart has its passion, but

    Does not know when its time will come.

  42. وَهُوَ إِمّا في ظلِّ جفن كَحيل

    كامن السحر راقد أَفعوانُه

    It may lurk beneath a kohl-dark eyelid,

    Its magic hidden, its serpent asleep;

  43. أَو وَراء اِبتِسامَةٍ حُلوةِ الثَغ

    ر نَقيّ مفلّجٍ أَقحوانُه

    Or behind a smile on a sweet mouth,

    Its daisy-like teeth pure and delicately spaced;

  44. أَو عَلى الصَدر يَستوي فَوقَ عَر

    شين مَكيناً مُؤيداً سُلطانُهُ

    Or upon the breast it takes its seat on two

    Thrones, its sovereignty firm and upheld.

  45. فَإِذا كانَ لَفحةً مِن جَحيم الر

    رجس أَملى أَحكامَه شَيطانُه

    If it is a scorching gust from the hell of

    Defilement, its devil dictates its laws;

  46. وَإِذا هَبَّ نَفحَةً مِن نَعيم الط

    طهر قامَت رَكينة أَركانُه

    But if it blows as a breath from the bliss of

    Purity, its foundations stand firm.

  47. هوذا الحُب فَليَكُن حينَ يَأتي

    ك بَريئاً مِن كُل عَيب مَكانُه

    Such is love; when it comes

    To you, let its dwelling be free of every flaw.

  48. صارَت الوَردة الخليعة للبل

    بل همّاً وَمَأرباً يُشقيهِ

    The wanton rose became for the nightingale

    A sorrow and a desire that tormented him.

  49. حَسرتا للغرير أَصبح كرباً

    ما يُلاقيه مِن دَلالٍ وَتيهِ

    Alas for the guileless one! A torment now was

    All he met of coyness and haughtiness.

  50. شَفَّه السُهدُ وَاِعتَراهُ مِن الحُب

    ب سقامٌ مبرّحٌ يُضنيهِ

    Sleeplessness wasted him, and love brought upon him

    An agonizing sickness that wore him down.

  51. مَن رَآها وَقَد تحامل يَهفو

    نَحوَها كَيفَ أَعرضت تَغريهِ

    Who has seen how, as he strained to flutter

    Toward her, she turned away to entice him?

  52. مَن رَأى رَوحه تَسيل نَشيداً

    لاهِباً لَوعةُ الأَسى تُذكيهِ

    Who has seen his soul flow forth in song,

    Blazing, kindled by the anguish of sorrow?

  53. هِيَ حَوّاء ذَلِكَ الخُلد فاِحذر

    لا تَكونَنَّ أَنتَ آدم فيهِ

    She is the Eve of that paradise; beware:

    Do not be its Adam.

  54. لا تَهب قَلبك الكَريمَ لَئيماً

    تَحتَ رجليهِ عابثاً يَلقيهِ

    Do not give your noble heart to a base soul

    Who tosses it idly beneath his feet.

  55. هَلى يَرى في ظلال وَردته

    الحَمراء سرّاً بَدا وَكانَ خَفيّا

    Does he see in the shade of his rose—

    The red one—a secret now revealed, once hidden?

  56. هَل يَرى للطيور فيها قُلوباً

    نبذتهنَّ يابِساً وَجنيّا

    Does he see within it the hearts of birds,

    Which she cast aside, dried and freshly plucked?

  57. هَل يَرى اليَوم ما الَّذي جَعل

    الرَوض كَئيباً مِن الطُيور خَليّا

    Does he see today what made

    The garden mournful and empty of birds?

  58. كَم نَذيرٍ بَدا لِعَينيهِ حَتّى

    قامَ شَخص الرَدى هُناكَ سَويّا

    How many a warning appeared before his eyes, until

    Death's very form stood there, fully embodied!

  59. سامَهُ حُبُّهُ شَقاء وَلَكن

    نعمة الحب أَن يَكون شَقيّا

    His love inflicted misery on him, yet

    Love's blessing is to be miserable.

  60. وَالهَوى يَطمس العُيون وَيُلقي

    في قَرار الأَسماع مِنهُ دَويّا

    Passion blinds the eyes and sends

    Its roar deep into the ears.

  61. هَكَذا يَسلك المحب طَريق ال

    خوف أَمناً وَيحسب الرشد غَيّا

    Thus the lover treads the path of

    Fear, feeling safe, and takes right guidance for error.

  62. مَن تَرى علَّم البخيلة حَتّى

    سَمحت أَن يَقبِّل الطير فاها

    Who, do you think, taught the miserly one, so that

    She let the bird kiss her mouth?

  63. لَم يَصدِّق عَينيه حَتّى أَطَلَّت

    وَأَطالَت في ختله نَجواها

    He could not believe his eyes until she appeared

    And prolonged her whispers to deceive him.

  64. زلزل الرَوض عند ذَلِكَ بِالأَل

    حان فاِسمَع رِوايَتي عَن صداها

    He shook the garden then with

    Songs—so hear my account of their echo.