أَبَىhe refused الضَّيْمَoppression فَاسْتَلَّso he unsheathed الْحُسَامَthe keen sword وَأَصْحَرَاand entered the open
أَبَى الضَّيْمَ فَاسْتَلَّ الْحُسَامَ وَأَصْحَرَا
وَذُوand one possessing الْحِلْمِforbearance إِنْif سِيمَwas subjected to الْهَوَانَhumiliation تَنَمَّرَاgrew fierce as a leopard
وَذُو الْحِلْمِ إِنْ سِيمَ الْهَوَانَ تَنَمَّرَا
He spurned oppression, so he unsheathed his keen sword and came out into the open.
He refused humiliation, so he unsheathed his sword,
And a forbearing man, if subjected to humiliation, grows fierce as a leopard.
And the forbearing man, if branded by disgrace, becomes enraged.
وَطَارَتْand flew بِهِwith him فِيin مُلْتَقَىthe meeting place of الْخَيْلِthe horses عَزْمَةٌa resolve
وَطَارَتْ بِهِ فِي مُلْتَقَى الْخَيْلِ عَزْمَةٌ
أَعَادَتْturned جَبِينَthe brow of الصُّبْحِdawn بِالنَّقْعِwith dust أَكْدَرَاmurky
أَعَادَتْ جَبِينَ الصُّبْحِ بِالنَّقْعِ أَكْدَرَا
And resolve bore him aloft where the horses clashed,
In the battlefield, determination carried him,
Turning the brow of dawn murky with dust.
Restoring the radiant morning's face with blows of the spear.
فَرَدَّso he brought back ذُبَابَthe edge of الْمَشْرَفيِّthe Mashrafi sword مُثَلَّماًnotched
فَرَدَّ ذُبَابَ الْمَشْرَفيِّ مُثَلَّماً
وَغَادَرَand left صَدْرَthe forepart of السَّمْهَرِيِّthe Samhari spear مُكَسَّرَاshattered
وَغَادَرَ صَدْرَ السَّمْهَرِيِّ مُكَسَّرَا
So he brought back the Mashrafi sword's edge notched,
He repelled the flies of Mashrafiyy, all torn up,
And left the Samhari spear's forepart shattered.
And left the chest of Samhariyy shattered.
جِلادُthe swordplay of امْرِئٍa man آلَىswore بِقَائِمِby the hilt of سَيْفِهِhis sword
جِلادُ امْرِئٍ آلَى بِقَائِمِ سَيْفِهِ
عَلَىupon الْمَجْدِglory أَنْthat يُولِيهِgrant him نَصْرَاًa victory مُؤَزَّرَاdecisive
عَلَى الْمَجْدِ أَنْ يُولِيهِ نَصْرَاً مُؤَزَّرَا
Such was the swordplay of a man who swore by his sword's hilt
The whip of a man who with his upright sword
That Glory must grant him a decisive victory.
Swore that glory would grant him a wrapped victory.
جَدِيرٌfit إِذَاwhen مَاemphatic particle هَمَّhe resolved أَنْto يَكْسُوَclothe الْقَنَاthe spears
جَدِيرٌ إِذَا مَا هَمَّ أَنْ يَكْسُوَ الْقَنَا
وَبِيضَand the white الظُّبَاsword-edges ثَوْباًa robe مِنَof الدَّمِblood أَحْمَرَاred
وَبِيضَ الظُّبَا ثَوْباً مِنَ الدَّمِ أَحْمَرَا
He is fit, whenever he resolves, to clothe the spears
Worthy, when he decided, to clothe the spears
And the white blades in a red robe of blood.
And the white horses with a garment of blood, red.
وَمَاand not كُلُّall مَنْwho سَاسَhandled الأَعِنَّةَthe reins فَارِسَاًa horseman
وَمَا كُلُّ مَنْ سَاسَ الأَعِنَّةَ فَارِسَاً
وَلاnor كُلُّall مَنْwho نَاشَwielded الأَسِنَّةَthe spearheads قَسْوَرَاa lion
وَلا كُلُّ مَنْ نَاشَ الأَسِنَّةَ قَسْوَرَا
And not everyone who handles the reins is a horseman,
Not everyone who wields reins is a horseman,
Nor is everyone who wields spearheads a lion.
Nor everyone who brandishes tongues, a knight.