مَاnot كَانَwas رَيْبُcalamity قَبْلَbefore رَيْبِcalamity of الحِمَامْdeath
مَا كَانَ رَيْبُ قَبْلَ رَيْبِ الحِمَامْ
بِبَالِغٍever reaching عَلْيَاءَthe lofty height of ذَاكَthat المَقَامُstation
بِبَالِغٍ عَلْيَاءَ ذَاكَ المَقَامُ
No calamity, before the calamity of death,
had reached the lofty height of that station.
شَمْسٌa sun تَوَارَتْhid herself بِحِجَابٍbehind a veil فَيَاso, O
شَمْسٌ تَوَارَتْ بِحِجَابٍ فَيَا
لَلْغُبْنِwhat a loss أَنْthat تُمْسِيَshe should become بَعْضَpart of الرَّغَامْdust
لَلْغُبْنِ أَنْ تُمْسِيَ بَعْضَ الرَّغَامْ
A sun hid herself behind a veil—oh,
what a loss, that she should become part of the dust,
مَنْfrom آيَةِa marvel of النُّورِlight وَلأْلاَتِهَاand her radiance
مَنْ آيَةِ النُّورِ وَلأْلاَتِهَا
يَاO أَسَفَاًsorrow أَنْthat دَالَprevailed هَذَاthis الظَّلامْdarkness
يَا أَسَفَاً أَنْ دَالَ هَذَا الظَّلامْ
once a marvel of light and radiance!
Alas, that this darkness should prevail!
هَلْis there عِظَةٌa lesson أَوْفَىmore complete بَلاغاًin conveying لِمَنْfor one who
هَلْ عِظَةٌ أَوْفَى بَلاغاً لِمَنْ
يَحْسَبُthinks دَارَthe abode of الحَرْبِwar دَارَthe abode of السَّلامِpeace
يَحْسَبُ دَارَ الحَرْبِ دَارَ السَّلامِ
Is any lesson more telling for one
who thinks the abode of war the abode of peace?
يَاO مَنْone whom بَكَاهَاmourned her عَارِفُوthose who knew فَضْلِهَاher worth
يَا مَنْ بَكَاهَا عَارِفُو فَضْلِهَا
بِمُقَلٍwith eyes سَالتْstreamed مَسِيلَthe flow of الغَمَامْclouds
بِمُقَلٍ سَالتْ مَسِيلَ الغَمَامْ
O you, mourned by those who knew your worth,
with eyes that poured like clouds.
فِيin ذِمَّةِthe keeping of اللهِGod كَمَالُthe perfection of التُّقَىpiety
فِي ذِمَّةِ اللهِ كَمَالُ التُّقَى
وَعِفَّةand purity of النَّفْسِthe soul وَرَعْيِand honoring of الذِّمَامْpledges
وَعِفَّة النَّفْسِ وَرَعْيِ الذِّمَامْ
In God's keeping is the perfection of piety,
and purity of soul, and the honoring of pledges.
حَسْبُكَenough for you فَوْقَabove المُلْكِkingship جَاهاًin honor عَلَىbeyond
حَسْبُكَ فَوْقَ المُلْكِ جَاهاً عَلَى
جَاهِكِyour honor إِنْجَابُكِyour bearing a child أَسْرَىmost eminent هُمَامْnobleman
جَاهِكِ إِنْجَابُكِ أَسْرَى هُمَامْ
Enough honor for you, above kingship and beyond
your own honor, is your bearing a most eminent nobleman:
فَتًىa young man سَجَايَاهُhis traits وَأَخْلاقُهُand his morals
فَتًى سَجَايَاهُ وَأَخْلاقُهُ
قَدَّمنْهُplaced him foremost فِيamong الأُمَرَاءِthe princes العِظَامْgreat
قَدَّمنْهُ فِي الأُمَرَاءِ العِظَامْ
a young man whose traits and morals
have placed him foremost among the great princes.
مَاnot زَالَceased يَلْقَىfaces دَهْرَهُhis time عَالِماًknowing
مَا زَالَ يَلْقَى دَهْرَهُ عَالِماً
وَإِنْand even if تَغَافَىhe feigns unawareness أَنَّهُthat it لاnot يَنَامْsleeps
وَإِنْ تَغَافَى أَنَّهُ لا يَنَامْ
He has always faced his time, knowing,
even if he feigns unawareness, that it never sleeps.
حَلاوَةُthe sweetness of الوِجْدَانِfulfillment لمdid not تُنْسِهِmake him forget
حَلاوَةُ الوِجْدَانِ لم تُنْسِهِ
مَرَارَةَthe bitterness of الحِرْمَانِdeprivation مُنْذُsince الْفِطَامْweaning
مَرَارَةَ الحِرْمَانِ مُنْذُ الْفِطَامْ
The sweetness of fulfillment has not made him forget
the bitterness of deprivation since weaning.
لاnot يَمْنَحُgives الْعِيشَةَlife مِنfrom بَالِهِhis mind
لا يَمْنَحُ الْعِيشَةَ مِن بَالِهِ
إِنْif يَدْنُdraws near فِيهَاin it الْهَمُّworry أَدْنَىthe slightest اهْتِمَامْattention
إِنْ يَدْنُ فِيهَا الْهَمُّ أَدْنَى اهْتِمَامْ
He gives life no share of his thoughts,
even if worry draws near in it—not the slightest heed.
فِيهِin him وَفِيمَاand in what حَوْلَهُsurrounds him لاnot تُرَىis seen
فِيهِ وَفِيمَا حَوْلَهُ لا تُرَى
إِلاَّexcept حُلىًadornments نُزِّهْنَwere kept free عَنْfrom كُلِّevery ذَامْflaw
إِلاَّ حُلىً نُزِّهْنَ عَنْ كُلِّ ذَامْ
In him and in what surrounds him, nothing is seen
but adornments kept free of every flaw.
بَرَّwas dutiful بِكِto you جَمِيعاًwholly فَمَاyet it did not
بَرَّ بِكِ جَمِيعاً فَمَا
أَجْدَىavail وَلَكِنْbut رُبَّmany an دَاءٍillness عُقَامْincurable
أَجْدَى وَلَكِنْ رُبَّ دَاءٍ عُقَامْ
He was wholly dutiful to you, yet it did not
avail; but many an illness is incurable.
وَهَلْand is there كَحُبِّlike love for الأُمِّthe mother دَيْنٌa debt بِهِto it
وَهَلْ كَحُبِّ الأُمِّ دَيْنٌ بِهِ
دَانَsubmitted عَلَىthroughout الدَّهْرِtime الْبَنُونَthe sons الْكِرَامْnoble
دَانَ عَلَى الدَّهْرِ الْبَنُونَ الْكِرَامْ
And is there a debt like love for a mother, to which
noble sons have submitted throughout time?
حُبٌّa love كَضَوْءِlike the light of الصبْحِmorning فِيهِin it الهُدىguidance
حُبٌّ كَضَوْءِ الصبْحِ فِيهِ الهُدى
وَفِيهِand in it رِيٌّrefreshment كَالنَّدَىlike dew لِلأُوَامْfor burning thirst
وَفِيهِ رِيٌّ كَالنَّدَى لِلأُوَامْ
A love like morning light, in which is guidance,
and in it, refreshment like dew for burning thirst.
فَبُورِكتْso blessed be أُمٌّa mother رَؤُومٌtender مَضَتْdeparted
فَبُورِكتْ أُمٌّ رَؤُومٌ مَضَتْ
وَبُورِكَand blessed be ابْنٌa son عَبْقَرِيٌّof genius أَقَامْremained
وَبُورِكَ ابْنٌ عَبْقَرِيٌّ أَقَامْ
So blessed be the tender mother who departed,
and blessed be the son of genius who remains.
تَنَاهَتْreached its height الرِّقَّةُtenderness فِيهِin him عَلَىdespite
تَنَاهَتْ الرِّقَّةُ فِيهِ عَلَى
مَاwhat فِيهِis in him مِنْof بَأْسٍstrength وَصِدْقِand steadfastness of اعْتِزَامْresolve
مَا فِيهِ مِنْ بَأْسٍ وَصِدْقِ اعْتِزَامْ
Tenderness has reached its height in him, despite
the strength in him and his steadfast resolve.
وَمِثْلُهَاand its like يُدْهِشُamazes فِيin صَائِدٍa hunter
وَمِثْلُهَا يُدْهِشُ فِي صَائِدٍ
لُلأُسْدِof lions مِنْfrom كُلِّevery حِمىًrefuge لاnot يُرَامْis approached
لُلأُسْدِ مِنْ كُلِّ حِمىً لا يُرَامْ
Such tenderness amazes in a hunter
of lions from every unapproachable refuge,
طَرَّاقِa frequent visitor to أَدْغَالٍthickets عَلَيْهَاupon them وَمَاand not
طَرَّاقِ أَدْغَالٍ عَلَيْهَا وَمَا
تُنْكِرُthey resent مِنْof شَيْءٍanything كَذَاكَlike that اللِّمَامْvisitation
تُنْكِرُ مِنْ شَيْءٍ كَذَاكَ اللِّمَامْ
who often enters thickets in pursuit of them; nothing
do they resent so much as such a visit.
يَلُوحُappears فَالأَشْبَالُso the cubs وَثَّابَةٌleaping
يَلُوحُ فَالأَشْبَالُ وَثَّابَةٌ
وَالذُّعْرُand terror قَيْدٌa shackle لِلسِّبَاعِfor the beasts الضِّخَامْhuge
وَالذُّعْرُ قَيْدٌ لِلسِّبَاعِ الضِّخَامْ
He appears, and the cubs leap,
and terror is a shackle for the mighty beasts.
كَوَاشِرُbaring الأَنْيَابِthe fangs مَاnot رَاعَهَاfrightened them
كَوَاشِرُ الأَنْيَابِ مَا رَاعَهَا
إِلاَّexcept ثَنَايَاthe front teeth of طَالِعٍone appearing ذِيpossessing ابْتِسَامْa smile
إِلاَّ ثَنَايَا طَالِعٍ ذِي ابْتِسَامْ
They bare their fangs; nothing has terrified them
but the front teeth of one appearing with a smile.
يُضْحِكُهُmakes him laugh مِنْfrom طَرَبٍdelight جَأْرُهَاtheir roaring
يُضْحِكُهُ مِنْ طَرَبٍ جَأْرُهَا
وَرُبَّمَاand sometimes أَبْكَاهُmade him weep سَجَعُthe cooing of الحَمَامْthe doves
وَرُبَّمَا أَبْكَاهُ سَجَعُ الحَمَامْ
Their roaring makes him laugh with delight,
and sometimes the cooing of doves makes him weep.
ضِدَّانِtwo opposites مِنْof لِينٍgentleness وَمِنْand of جَفْوَةٍharshness
ضِدَّانِ مِنْ لِينٍ وَمِنْ جَفْوَةٍ
لمdid not يَصْحَبَاaccompany together فِيin المَرْءِa man إِلاَexcept التَّمَامْperfection
لم يَصْحَبَا فِي المَرْءِ إِلاَ التَّمَامْ
Two opposites—gentleness and harshness—
have never coexisted in a man save with perfection.
وَيَعْدُand then (uncertain reading) هَلْshall أَذْكُرُI mention مَاwhat صَاغَهُfashioned it
وَيَعْدُ هَلْ أَذْكُرُ مَا صَاغَهُ
يُوسُفُYusuf مِنْof آيِsigns of الْعُلَىgreatness فِيin نِظَامْverse
يُوسُفُ مِنْ آيِ الْعُلَى فِي نِظَامْ
And then [uncertain reading]—shall I mention what was fashioned
by Yusuf, of signs of greatness in verse?
هَلْshall أَذْكُرُI mention النَّجْدَةَsuccor إِنْif يَدْعُهُcalls upon him
هَلْ أَذْكُرُ النَّجْدَةَ إِنْ يَدْعُهُ
مُسْتَضْعَفٌone oppressed أوor يَرْجُهُappeals to him مُسْتَضَامْone wronged
مُسْتَضْعَفٌ أو يَرْجُهُ مُسْتَضَامْ
Shall I mention his succor, if he is called upon
by one oppressed, or entreated by one wronged?
هَلْshall أَذْكُرُI mention الْهِمَّةَresolve وَهْيَand it الَّتِيwhich
هَلْ أَذْكُرُ الْهِمَّةَ وَهْيَ الَّتِي
تبْلِغُهُbrings him فِيin المَجْدِglory أَقْصَىthe furthest مَرَامْgoal
تبْلِغُهُ فِي المَجْدِ أَقْصَى مَرَامْ
Shall I mention his resolve, which is what
brings him, in glory, to the furthest goal?
هَلْshall أَذْكُرُI mention الْبَذْلَgiving لِرَفْعِto uplift الحِمَىthe homeland
هَلْ أَذْكُرُ الْبَذْلَ لِرَفْعِ الحِمَى
عِلْماًin learning وَفَنّاًand art أوor لِنَفْعِto benefit الأَنَامْhumankind
عِلْماً وَفَنّاً أو لِنَفْعِ الأَنَامْ
Shall I mention his giving to uplift the homeland
in learning and art, or to benefit humankind?
هَلْshall أَذْكُرُI mention الْحُبَّlove لأَوْطَانِهِfor his homelands
هَلْ أَذْكُرُ الْحُبَّ لأَوْطَانِهِ
وَفِيهِand in it كَمْhow many صَرْحاًan edifice مَشِيداًlofty أَقَامْhe built
وَفِيهِ كَمْ صَرْحاً مَشِيداً أَقَامْ
Shall I mention his love for his homelands,
and how many lofty edifices he has raised through it?
يَاO سَيِّداًmaster فِيin كُلِّevery بِرٍّgood deed لَهُhe has
يَا سَيِّداً فِي كُلِّ بِرٍّ لَهُ
بِيضُwhite الأَيَادِيhands وَالمَسَاعِيand endeavors الْجِسَامْmighty
بِيضُ الأَيَادِي وَالمَسَاعِي الْجِسَامْ
O master, who in every good deed has
white hands of generosity and mighty endeavors,
رَأْيُكَyour judgment فَوْقَabove التَّعْزِيَاتِthe condolences الَّتِيthat
رَأْيُكَ فَوْقَ التَّعْزِيَاتِ الَّتِي
تُقالُare spoken مَهْمَاhowever يَسْمُrises وَحْيُthe inspiration of الْكَلامْspeech
تُقالُ مَهْمَا يَسْمُ وَحْيُ الْكَلامْ
your judgment is above the condolences that
are spoken, however high the inspiration of words may rise.
إِنَّindeed الَّتِيshe whom تَبْكِيyou mourn لَفِيis surely in جَنَّةٍParadise
إِنَّ الَّتِي تَبْكِي لَفِي جَنَّةٍ
مَوْرِدُهَاher watering place فِيهَاin it نَعِيمُthe bliss of الدَّوَامْeternity
مَوْرِدُهَا فِيهَا نَعِيمُ الدَّوَامْ
Indeed, she whom you mourn is surely in Paradise,
her watering place there is everlasting bliss.