أَحنَنتَhave you yearned? لِلأَوطانِfor the homelands مُنجَذِباًdrawn لَناto us
أَحنَنتَ لِلأَوطانِ مُنجَذِباً لَنا
أَمor أَنتَyou لاهٍheedless حَيثُماwherever تَجدyou find المُنىwishes
أَم أَنتَ لاهٍ حَيثُما تَجد المُنى
Have you yearned for the homelands, drawn toward us,
Have you yearned for the homelands, drawn toward us,
Or are you heedless wherever wishes may be found?
or are you heedless wherever you find your desires fulfilled?
هَلdo تَذكُرنَّyou indeed remember الشَرقthe East ياO بَدرَfull moon of الحِماthe homeland
هَل تَذكُرنَّ الشَرق يا بَدرَ الحِما
أَمor أَنتَyou راضٍcontent بِالمَغارِبِwith the western lands مَوطِناas a home
أَم أَنتَ راضٍ بِالمَغارِبِ مَوطِنا
Do you still remember the East, O moon of the homeland,
Do you remember the East, O full moon of our homeland,
Or are you content to take the West as your home?
or are you content with the western lands as a home?
اَرغَبتَhave you favored? أَرضthe land of الانكليزthe English لِأَنَّهاbecause it is
اَرغَبتَ أَرض الانكليز لِأَنَّها
أَرضa land of المَلائكِangels فيin مَرابِعِهاits meadows الهَناbliss
أَرض المَلائكِ في مَرابِعِها الهَنا
Have you desired the land of the English because it is
Have you favored the land of the English because it is
A land of angels, with bliss in its meadows?
a land of angels, with bliss in its meadows?
أَمor أَنتَyou بِالآدابِwith literature مُشتَغِلٌoccupied بِهاin it
أَم أَنتَ بِالآدابِ مُشتَغِلٌ بِها
تَلقىyou find مِنfrom العَصرِthe age الجَديدmodern الأَحسَناthe finest
تَلقى مِن العَصرِ الجَديد الأَحسَنا
Or are you occupied there with letters,
Or are you occupied there with literature,
Encountering the finest the modern age can offer?
finding the finest that the modern age offers?
هَلdo تَسمَعنَّyou indeed hear صَدىًan echo لبَيرُنَof Byron فيin رُبىthe hills of
هَل تَسمَعنَّ صَدىً لبَيرُنَ في رُبى
تِلكَthat البِلادِland بَعيدrepeating (probable reading) تِلكَthose الأَلحناmelodies
تِلكَ البِلادِ بَعيد تِلكَ الأَلحنا
Do you hear an echo of Byron among the hills
Do you hear an echo of Byron in the hills
Of that land—a far-off echo of those melodies?
of that land, repeating those melodies?
هَلdoes لَمnot يَزَلcease فَوقَabove المُحيطِthe ocean ضَجيجُهُhis clamor
هَل لَم يَزَل فَوقَ المُحيطِ ضَجيجُهُ
كَالرَعدِlike thunder يَدويresounds فيthrough الفَضاءthe air مُطَنطِناwith a ringing roar
كَالرَعدِ يَدوي في الفَضاء مُطَنطِنا
Does his clamor still rise above the ocean,
Does his clamor still rise above the ocean,
Roaring like thunder through the heavens, resounding?
like thunder, resounding through the air with a ringing roar?
نادىhe cried out بِأَصواتِwith the voices of الغَرامpassion وَلَمand did not يَقُلsay
نادى بِأَصواتِ الغَرام وَلَم يَقُل
الحُبّlove ماwhat مَنَعَwithheld الكَلامَspeech الأَلسُناtongues
الحُبّ ما مَنَعَ الكَلامَ الأَلسُنا
He called out in the voices of passion, yet did not say:
He cried out in the voices of passion, and did not say,
Has love kept tongues from speech?
'Love is what has withheld speech from tongues.'
أَمor أَنتَyou تَبحَثsearch فيin المرابعthe meadows كَيso that تَرىyou see
أَم أَنتَ تَبحَث في المرابع كَي تَرى
لِخَيالِfor the imagination of مِلتُنَMilton فيamong المَعالمthe landmarks مَسكَناa dwelling
لِخَيالِ مِلتُنَ في المَعالم مَسكَنا
Or do you search the meadows, hoping to see
Or are you searching the meadows to find
A dwelling for Milton's shade among their landmarks?
a home for Milton's imagination among the landmarks?
هَلdo يَذكُرونthey remember عُيونَهُhis eyes العَمياblind الَّتيwhich
هَل يَذكُرون عُيونَهُ العَميا الَّتي
قَدindeed طالَماso often أَهدَتbestowed بِلادَهُمُtheir land السَنىradiance
قَد طالَما أَهدَت بِلادَهُمُ السَنى
Do they remember his sightless eyes, which
Do they remember his blind eyes, which
So often bestowed radiance upon their land?
so often bestowed radiance on their land?
تَرَكوهُthey left him فيin النِسيانِoblivion يَخبطstumbling نادِباًlamenting
تَرَكوهُ في النِسيانِ يَخبط نادِباً
فَردوسَهُhis paradise المَفقودَlost مِنfrom بَعدِafter الجَنىthe harvest
فَردوسَهُ المَفقودَ مِن بَعدِ الجَنى
They left him in oblivion, groping and lamenting
They left him stumbling in oblivion, lamenting
His Paradise Lost after the fruit was plucked.
his lost Paradise after the harvest.
لَكنَّbut ذاthis الفَردوسَparadise خُلِّدَwas immortalized بَعدَهُafter him
لَكنَّ ذا الفَردوسَ خُلِّدَ بَعدَهُ
وَغَداand became فَخارُهُمtheir pride بِهِin it مُتَمَكِناfirmly rooted
وَغَدا فَخارُهُم بِهِ مُتَمَكِنا
Yet that Paradise was immortalized after him,
But this Paradise was immortalized after him,
And through it their pride became secure.
and their pride in it became firmly rooted.
أَمor تَطلبنَّyou earnestly seek عُلومَthe sciences of نيتُنَNewton أَنَّهُfor he
أَم تَطلبنَّ عُلومَ نيتُنَ أَنَّهُ
كُشِفَunveiled الغِطاءَthe veil كَماjust as أَنارَhe illumined الأَعيُناthe eyes
كُشِفَ الغِطاءَ كَما أَنارَ الأَعيُنا
Or do you seek the sciences of Newton, through whom
Or do you seek Newton's sciences? For he
The veil was lifted and eyes were illuminated?
lifted the veil, just as he illumined the eyes.
أَمor أَنتَyou تَنظُرlook لِلمَعاصرِto the contemporary ذيpossessing الذَكاintelligence
أَم أَنتَ تَنظُر لِلمَعاصرِ ذي الذَكا
ذاكَthat المُهاجرemigrant حَيثَماwherever وَجدَhe found الهَناhappiness
ذاكَ المُهاجر حَيثَما وَجدَ الهَنا
Or do you look for the brilliant man of this age,
Or do you look to the gifted contemporary,
That émigré, wherever he found happiness?
that emigrant, wherever he found happiness?
أَعنيI mean بِهِby him ويكتورVictor هيكوHugo أَنَّهُfor he
أَعني بِهِ ويكتور هيكو أَنَّهُ
فيin العَصرthe age أَصبَحَhas become لِلبَلاغَةِfor eloquence مَعدَناa mine
في العَصر أَصبَحَ لِلبَلاغَةِ مَعدَنا
I mean Victor Hugo, for he
I mean Victor Hugo; for he
Has become, in this age, a mine of eloquence.
in this age has become a mine of eloquence.
رامَhe sought التَخَلُصto escape مِنfrom مُزاحَمَةِthe jostling of المَلاthe crowd
رامَ التَخَلُص مِن مُزاحَمَةِ المَلا
حُرّاًfree لِذاtherefore اِتَخَذَhe made الجَزيرَةَthe island مَأمَناa refuge
حُرّاً لِذا اِتَخَذَ الجَزيرَةَ مَأمَنا
He sought escape from the jostling multitudes,
He sought to escape the jostling of the crowd,
And, free, made the island his refuge.
a free man; so he made the island a refuge.
وَرَأىand he saw أَياديthe gifts of الدَهرtime لاnot تَبقىendure سِوىexcept
وَرَأى أَيادي الدَهر لا تَبقى سِوى
فعلdeeds of الجَميلgoodness فَقامَso he acted فيهاin it مُحسِناas a benefactor
فعل الجَميل فَقامَ فيها مُحسِنا
He saw that the hands of time preserve nothing except
And he saw that, of time's gifts, nothing endures but
A noble deed; so there he arose, doing good.
good deeds, so he did good there.
هَذاthis الأَديبman of letters البارعaccomplished الفَردpeerless الَّذيwho
هَذا الأَديب البارع الفَرد الَّذي
خَضَعتَbowed لَهُto him الشُعَراءthe poets تَهديهِoffering him الثَناpraise
خَضَعتَ لَهُ الشُعَراء تَهديهِ الثَنا
This peerless, gifted man of letters, before whom
This peerless, accomplished man of letters, before whom
The poets bowed, presenting him their praise—
the poets bowed, offering him praise—
قَدindeed أَشغَلَengrossed الدُنياthe world لِسانُthe tongue of يَراعِهِhis reed pen
قَد أَشغَلَ الدُنيا لِسانُ يَراعِهِ
يَمليdictating الفُوائِدَuseful insights وَالشَواردَand rare sayings مُتقَناwith mastery
يَملي الفُوائِدَ وَالشَواردَ مُتقَنا
The tongue of his pen has kept the world absorbed,
his reed pen's tongue has captivated the world,
Dictating useful treasures and rare thoughts with mastery.
dictating useful insights and rare sayings with mastery.
إِنindeed أَسمهُhis name الرنانresonant فيin الدُنياthe world عَلىin
إِن أَسمهُ الرنان في الدُنيا عَلى
رَغمspite of الحَسودthe envious مِنof الخُلودِimmortality تَمَكَناhas taken firm hold
رَغم الحَسود مِن الخُلودِ تَمَكَنا
Indeed, his resonant name has risen in the world
Indeed, his ringing name in this world, in
And, despite the envious, secured immortality.
spite of the envious, has taken firm hold of immortality.
هَلdo تَسمَعنَّyou indeed hear عَلىin الجوارِthe neighborhood بِمقربٍnearby
هَل تَسمَعنَّ عَلى الجوارِ بِمقربٍ
مِنهُto him أَغانيهِhis songs فَيَطرِبُكَso it delights you الغِناsinging
مِنهُ أَغانيهِ فَيَطرِبُكَ الغِنا
Do you hear him close by, throughout the neighboring lands,
Do you hear, in the neighborhood, close
His songs flowing from him, their music delighting you?
to him, his songs, so that the singing delights you?
أَمor أَنتَyou تَسمعَهُhear him الغداةَat dawn مُناجياًspeaking intimately
أَم أَنتَ تَسمعَهُ الغداةَ مُناجياً
يَرويhe recounts الغَرائبَwonders لِلرَشادِfor guidance مُبَيناexplaining
يَروي الغَرائبَ لِلرَشادِ مُبَينا
Or do you hear him at dawn, speaking intimately,
Or do you hear him at dawn, speaking intimately,
Recounting wonders and clearly showing the path of right?
recounting wonders, explaining them for guidance?
أَسلافَةَO pure wine of اللُطفِgrace الَّتيwhich قَدindeed طالَماso often
أَسلافَةَ اللُطفِ الَّتي قَد طالَما
سكرتbecame drunk بِهاon it الأَلبابُminds تَظفرُyou triumph بِالمُنىin attaining wishes
سكرت بِها الأَلبابُ تَظفرُ بِالمُنى
A vintage of grace which has so often
O pure wine of grace, with which so often
Made minds drunk, stumbling amid desires.
minds have been intoxicated, may you attain your wishes!
لَكَyours ياO سَليمSalim شَمائِلٌqualities مَحمودَةٌpraiseworthy
لَكَ يا سَليم شَمائِلٌ مَحمودَةٌ
يَشفيheals بِرقَّتِهاthrough their tenderness العَليلُthe ailing مِنof الضَنىwasting illness
يَشفي بِرقَّتِها العَليلُ مِن الضَنى
Ah, Salim! His qualities are worthy of praise;
Yours, O Salim, are praiseworthy qualities;
Their tenderness heals one sick with wasting pain.
through their tenderness, the ailing are healed of wasting illness.
قَدindeed لحتَyou appeared غُصناًas a bough بِالقطانَةِwith discernment (probable reading) مُزهِراًblooming
قَد لحتَ غُصناً بِالقطانَةِ مُزهِراً
وَطَلعتَand you rose بَدراًas a full moon بِالكَمالwith perfection مُزَيناadorned
وَطَلعتَ بَدراً بِالكَمال مُزَينا
You appeared at al-Qatana like a flowering bough,
You have appeared as a bough, flowering with discernment,
And rose like a full moon adorned with perfection.
and risen as a full moon, adorned with perfection.
هَلare أَنتَyou أَنتَyou عَلىin الوِدادِaffection عَلىin الوَفاfaithfulness
هَل أَنتَ أَنتَ عَلى الوِدادِ عَلى الوَفا
بَعدَafter البُعادseparation عَلىin الوَلاloyalty فَأَناfor I أَناI
بَعدَ البُعاد عَلى الوَلا فَأَنا أَنا
Are you still yourself in affection, still faithful,
Are you still you—in affection, in faithfulness—
Still loyal after long absence? Then I am still myself.
after separation, in loyalty? For I am still I.
حفظpreserved الزَمانtime مَحَبَةًa love بِقُلوبِناin our hearts
حفظ الزَمان مَحَبَةً بِقُلوبِنا
نَشَأَتgrew وَعَتقهاand aged it فَزَيَنَهاthus adorned it لَناfor us
نَشَأَت وَعَتقها فَزَيَنَها لَنا
Time has preserved a love within our hearts;
Time preserved a love within our hearts
It grew, and time aged it, adorning it for us.
that had grown there, and aged it, making it beautiful for us,
كَالراحlike wine عتَّقهاaged it الزَمانtime فَأَصبَحَتso it became
كَالراح عتَّقها الزَمان فَأَصبَحَت
شَهباءpale صافيَةًclear تَشعشعit sparkles بِالأَناin the vessel
شَهباء صافيَةً تَشعشع بِالأَنا
Like wine that time has aged until it became
like wine that time has aged, so that it became
A limpid pale vintage, shimmering in the cup.
pale and clear, sparkling in the vessel.
وَبَنىand built الوَفاfaithfulness حصنthe fortress of المَوَدةaffection فيwithin الحَشىthe heart
وَبَنى الوَفا حصن المَوَدة في الحَشى
أَتظنّdo you think? أَنَّthat الدَهرَtime يَهدِمُdestroys ماwhat بَنىit built
أَتظنّ أَنَّ الدَهرَ يَهدِمُ ما بَنى
Fidelity built love a fortress within the breast;
And faithfulness built affection's fortress within the heart;
Do you think that time can demolish what it built?
do you think time will destroy what it has built?
قُلsay لِلمُحيطto the ocean بانَappeared حَولaround حَشاشَتيmy vital spirit
قُل لِلمُحيط بانَ حَول حَشاشَتي
بَحرٌa sea مِنof الشَوقِlonging المُحيطِall-encompassing تَمَكَّناhas taken firm hold
بَحرٌ مِن الشَوقِ المُحيطِ تَمَكَّنا
Tell the ocean: around my very heart
Tell the ocean: around my soul has appeared
A sea of all-encompassing longing has taken hold.
a sea of all-encompassing longing, firmly established.
وَاحيِand revive الرِفاقَthe companions بِعودِwith the return of لُطفِكَyour grace لِلحِماto the homeland
وَاحيِ الرِفاقَ بِعودِ لُطفِكَ لِلحِما
إِنindeed الفُراقَseparation أَذاقَmade taste قَلبَهُمُtheir heart العَناanguish
إِن الفُراقَ أَذاقَ قَلبَهُمُ العَنا
Revive the companions by graciously returning to the homeland,
And revive your companions by bringing your grace back to our homeland;
For separation has made their hearts taste affliction.
for separation has made their hearts taste anguish.