خُذْ جَيِّدَ الشِّعرِ مِمَّا أَثْبَتَ المَاحِي

خُذْ جَيِّدَ الشِّعرِ مِمَّا أَثْبَتَ المَاحِي

مَا جَوَّدَ الشِّعْرَ مِثْلُ المُثْبِتِ المَاحِي

مَا جَوَّدَ الشِّعْرَ مِثْلُ المُثْبِتِ المَاحِي

Take fine poetry from what al-Mahi has recorded.

Take the best of poetry from what the composer has created

None has refined poetry like al-Mahi, the recorder.

None has embellished poetry like the accomplished composer

ديوَانُ عَصْرٍ تَرَى فِيهِ رَوَائِعَه

ديوَانُ عَصْرٍ تَرَى فِيهِ رَوَائِعَه

مِنْ كُلِّ مُزْدَهِرٍ أَوْ كُلِّ لَمَّاحِ

مِنْ كُلِّ مُزْدَهِرٍ أَوْ كُلِّ لَمَّاحِ

An anthology of an age, in which you see its masterpieces,

An anthology of an era in which you see its masterpieces

From every flourishing poet or every keen-eyed one.

From every blossoming or every flashing one

يُسَلْسِلُ اللَّفْظَ فَالألْبَابُ فِي طَرَبٍ

يُسَلْسِلُ اللَّفْظَ فَالألْبَابُ فِي طَرَبٍ

مِنْ نَشْوَةِ الرُّوحِ لاَ مِن نَشْوَةِ الرَّاحِ

مِنْ نَشْوَةِ الرُّوحِ لاَ مِن نَشْوَةِ الرَّاحِ

He strings words together, so minds are in rapture,

It strings words so minds are in rapture

From the intoxication of the spirit, not the intoxication of wine.

From the bliss of the soul, not from the bliss of the wind

تَرَى قَوَافِيه فِي حُسْنِهَا نَبَتاً

تَرَى قَوَافِيه فِي حُسْنِهَا نَبَتاً

كَمَا تَلاَحَقَ مِصْبَاحٌ بِمِصْبَاحِ

كَمَا تَلاَحَقَ مِصْبَاحٌ بِمِصْبَاحِ

You see his rhymes, in their beauty, as growing plants,

You see its rhymes in their beauty like plants

As one lamp follows upon another.

As lamps follow one another

إِذَا تَرَنَّم بَيْنَ الحَفْلِ يُنْشِدُهُ

إِذَا تَرَنَّم بَيْنَ الحَفْلِ يُنْشِدُهُ

سَمِعْتَ آيَةَ تَبْيَانٍ وَإِفْصَاحِ

سَمِعْتَ آيَةَ تَبْيَانٍ وَإِفْصَاحِ

When he chants amid the gathering, reciting it,

When he recites it in a gathering and declaims it

You hear a marvel of lucidity and eloquence.

You hear a clear and eloquent verse