قَلَّدْتُI adorned جِيدَthe neck of الْمَعَالِيgreatness حِلْيَةَthe ornament of الْغَزَلِlove poetry
قَلَّدْتُ جِيدَ الْمَعَالِي حِلْيَةَ الْغَزَلِ
وَقُلْتُand I said فِيin الْجِدِّearnestness مَاwhat أَغْنَىdispensed عَنِwith الْهَزَلِjest
وَقُلْتُ فِي الْجِدِّ مَا أَغْنَى عَنِ الْهَزَلِ
I adorned the neck of greatness with the jewel of love poetry,
I adorned the neck of sublime thoughts with the necklace of poetry,
And spoke in earnest words that left no need for jest.
And spoke seriously what does not suffice without jest.
يَأْبَىrefuses لِيَme الْغَيَّwaywardness قَلْبٌa heart لاnot يَمِيلُsways بِهِit
يَأْبَى لِيَ الْغَيَّ قَلْبٌ لا يَمِيلُ بِهِ
عَنْfrom شَرْعَةِthe path of الْمَجْدِglory سِحْرُthe enchantment of الأَعْيُنِthe eyes النُجُلِwide
عَنْ شَرْعَةِ الْمَجْدِ سِحْرُ الأَعْيُنِ النُجُلِ
My heart refuses me waywardness; it cannot be swayed
My obstinate heart refuses to incline towards folly,
From glory's path by the enchantment of wide eyes.
The magic of lovely eyes cannot divert it from the path of glory.
أَهِيمُI am enamored بِالْبِيضِof bright blades فِيin الأَغْمَادِthe sheaths بَاسِمَةًsmiling
أَهِيمُ بِالْبِيضِ فِي الأَغْمَادِ بَاسِمَةً
عَنْrevealing غُرَّةِthe radiant brow of النَّصْرِvictory لاnot بِالْبِيضِof fair women فِيin الْكِلَلِbed-canopies
عَنْ غُرَّةِ النَّصْرِ لا بِالْبِيضِ فِي الْكِلَلِ
I am enamored of bright blades in their sheaths, smiling
I wander in the dark nights with a cheerful face,
To reveal victory's radiant brow—not fair women beneath bed-canopies.
Not bothered by victory's first results or by darkness in anguish.
لَمْnot تُلْهِنِيdistracted me عَنْfrom طِلابِpursuing الْمَجْدِglory غَانِيَةٌa beautiful woman
لَمْ تُلْهِنِي عَنْ طِلابِ الْمَجْدِ غَانِيَةٌ
فِيin لَذَّةِthe pleasure of الصَّحْوِsobriety مَاwhat يُغْنِيdispenses عَنِwith الثَّمَلِdrunkenness
فِي لَذَّةِ الصَّحْوِ مَا يُغْنِي عَنِ الثَّمَلِ
No beautiful woman has distracted me from pursuing glory;
The pleasures of wakefulness in the morning do not distract me
The pleasure of sobriety leaves no need for drunkenness.
From seeking glory - they do not suffice against craving.
كَمْhow great بَيْنَbetween مُنْتَدِبٍone rising to act يَدْعُوcalls لِمَكْرُمَةٍfor a noble deed
كَمْ بَيْنَ مُنْتَدِبٍ يَدْعُو لِمَكْرُمَةٍ
وَبَيْنَand between مُعْتَكِفٍa secluded man يَبْكِيweeps عَلَىover طَلَلِruins
وَبَيْنَ مُعْتَكِفٍ يَبْكِي عَلَى طَلَلِ
How great the gulf between one who rises to call for a noble deed
How different between one who woos for a reward
And one secluded, weeping over ruined dwellings.
And one who weeps for ruins in solitude!
لَوَلاwere it not for التَّفَاوُتُdifferences بَيْنَamong الْخَلْقِpeople مَاnot ظَهَرَتْwould appear
لَوَلا التَّفَاوُتُ بَيْنَ الْخَلْقِ مَا ظَهَرَتْ
مَزِيَّةُthe merit of الْفَرْقِthe distinction بَيْنَbetween الْحَلْيِadornment وَالْعَطَلِand bareness
مَزِيَّةُ الْفَرْقِ بَيْنَ الْحَلْيِ وَالْعَطَلِ
Were it not for differences among people, there would not appear
If not for differences among people, the merit
The distinction in merit between adornment and bareness.
Of distinction between the adorned and the bare would not appear.
فَانْهَضْso rise إِلَىto صَهَوَاتِthe saddle-heights of الْمَجْدِglory مُعْتَلِياًascending
فَانْهَضْ إِلَى صَهَوَاتِ الْمَجْدِ مُعْتَلِياً
فَالْبَازُfor the falcon لَمْnot يَأْوِtakes refuge إِلَّاexcept عَالِيَthe loftiest of الْقُلَلِthe peaks
فَالْبَازُ لَمْ يَأْوِ إِلَّا عَالِيَ الْقُلَلِ
So rise, ascending to the saddle-heights of glory;
So rise up to the lofty heights of glory, a climber,
The falcon shelters only on the loftiest peaks.
For the falcon came only to the highest peaks.
وَدَعْand leave مِنَof الأَمْرِthe pursuit أَدْنَاهُits nearer part لأَبْعَدِهِfor its farthest
وَدَعْ مِنَ الأَمْرِ أَدْنَاهُ لأَبْعَدِهِ
فِيin لُجَّةِthe depths of الْبَحْرِthe sea مَاwhat يُغْنِيdispenses عَنِwith الْوَشَلِa trickle
فِي لُجَّةِ الْبَحْرِ مَا يُغْنِي عَنِ الْوَشَلِ
And leave the nearer goal for the more distant;
And leave below what is lowly in the sea's depth -
The ocean's depths leave no need for a trickle.
It does not avail against feebleness in turmoil.
قَدْmay يَظْفَرُattain الْفَاتِكُthe daring man الأَلْوَىunyielding بِحَاجَتِهِhis desire
قَدْ يَظْفَرُ الْفَاتِكُ الأَلْوَى بِحَاجَتِهِ
وَيَقْعُدُand holds back الْعَجْزُincapacity بِالْهَيَّابَةِthe fearful man الْوَكَلِhelpless
وَيَقْعُدُ الْعَجْزُ بِالْهَيَّابَةِ الْوَكَلِ
The daring, unyielding man may attain his desire,
The fierce attacker may attain his need
While incapacity holds back the fearful, helpless man.
While the helpless sits in despair, crippled.
وَكُنْand be عَلَىon حَذَرٍguard تَسْلَمْyou will be safe فَرُبَّfor many a فَتىًyouth
وَكُنْ عَلَى حَذَرٍ تَسْلَمْ فَرُبَّ فَتىً
أَلْقَىhas cast بِهِhim الأَمْنُa sense of safety بَيْنَbetween الْيَأْسِdespair وَالْوَجَلِand dread
أَلْقَى بِهِ الأَمْنُ بَيْنَ الْيَأْسِ وَالْوَجَلِ
Be watchful and you will be safe; many a youth
And beware, take precautions, for many a youth
Has been cast by a sense of safety between despair and dread.
Was thrown by safety between despair and horror.
وَلاand do not يَغُرَّنْكَlet deceive you بِشْرٌa smile مِنْfrom أَخِيone given to مَلَقٍflattery
وَلا يَغُرَّنْكَ بِشْرٌ مِنْ أَخِي مَلَقٍ
فَرَوْنَقُfor the gleam of الآلِa mirage لاnot يَشْفِيrelieves مِنَfrom الْغَلَلِburning thirst
فَرَوْنَقُ الآلِ لا يَشْفِي مِنَ الْغَلَلِ
Let no smile from a flatterer deceive you;
And do not be deceived by affability from a smooth companion,
The mirage's gleam does not quench burning thirst.
For kohl is similar in both eyes to kohl.
لَوْif يَعْلَمُknew الْمَرْءُa man مَاwhat فِيin النَّاسِpeople مِنْof دَخَنٍhidden corruption
لَوْ يَعْلَمُ الْمَرْءُ مَا فِي النَّاسِ مِنْ دَخَنٍ
لَبَاتَhe would spend the night مِنْabout وُدِّthe affection of ذِيa person of الْقُرْبَىclose kinship عَلَىin دَخَلِdoubt
لَبَاتَ مِنْ وُدِّ ذِي الْقُرْبَى عَلَى دَخَلِ
If a man knew the hidden corruption in people,
Beware of gossip and know that its speaker
He would pass the night doubting a kinsman's affection.
Will make you suffer its harm, a fire without flames.
فَلاso do not تَثِقْtrust بِوَدَادٍin affection قَبْلَbefore مَعْرِفَةٍacquaintance
فَلا تَثِقْ بِوَدَادٍ قَبْلَ مَعْرِفَةٍ
فَالْكُحْلُfor applied kohl أَشْبَهُclosely resembles فِيin الْعَيْنَيْنِthe two eyes بِالْكَحَلِnatural dark rims
فَالْكُحْلُ أَشْبَهُ فِي الْعَيْنَيْنِ بِالْكَحَلِ
So trust no affection before acquaintance;
How many slanders have cracked a kingdom's pillars
For applied kohl resembles the eyes' naturally dark rims.
And tore apart the bond of love not yet disjoined!
وَاخْشَand fear النَّمِيمَةَtale-bearing وَاعْلَمْand know أَنَّthat قَائِلَهَاits speaker
وَاخْشَ النَّمِيمَةَ وَاعْلَمْ أَنَّ قَائِلَهَا
يُصْلِيكَroasts you مِنْwith حَرِّهَاits heat نَاراًa fire بِلاwithout شُعَلِflames
يُصْلِيكَ مِنْ حَرِّهَا نَاراً بِلا شُعَلِ
Beware of tale-bearing, and know that its speaker
So accept my advice and do not let any deviation
Roasts you in its heat with a flameless fire.
Turn you away from me - not all sons of Tha'lab are ideal.
كَمْhow many a فِرْيَةٍlie صَدَعَتْshattered أَرْكَانَthe pillars of مَمْلَكَةٍa kingdom
كَمْ فِرْيَةٍ صَدَعَتْ أَرْكَانَ مَمْلَكَةٍ
وَمَزَّقَتْand tore apart شَمْلَthe unity of وُدٍّfriendship غَيْرِnot مُنْفَصِلِsevered
وَمَزَّقَتْ شَمْلَ وُدٍّ غَيْرِ مُنْفَصِلِ
How many a lie has shattered a kingdom's pillars
I am a man whom my forbearance has clothed and my manners educated,
And torn apart the unity of an unbroken friendship!
The abhorrence of the new from the past and future.
فَاقْبَلْso accept وَصَاتِيmy counsel وَلاand do not تَصْرِفْكَlet turn you لاغِيَةٌidle talk
فَاقْبَلْ وَصَاتِي وَلا تَصْرِفْكَ لاغِيَةٌ
عَنِّيaway from me فَمَاfor not كُلُّevery رَامٍarcher مِنْfrom بَنِيthe sons of ثُعَلِThu'al
عَنِّي فَمَا كُلُّ رَامٍ مِنْ بَنِي ثُعَلِ
Accept my counsel, and let no idle talk turn you
I have never uncovered the mask of forbearance from folly
Away from me, for not every archer belongs to Banu Thu'al.
Or wiped the brow of honor of shame.
إِنِّيindeed I امْرُؤٌa man كَفَّنِيrestrained me حِلْمِيmy forbearance وَأَدَّبَنِيand schooled me
إِنِّي امْرُؤٌ كَفَّنِي حِلْمِي وَأَدَّبَنِي
كَرُّthe succession of الْجَدِيدَيْنِday and night مِنْof مَاضٍthe past وَمُقْتَبَلِand what is to come
كَرُّ الْجَدِيدَيْنِ مِنْ مَاضٍ وَمُقْتَبَلِ
I am a man restrained by my forbearance, and schooled by
I have milked half of this lifetime gaining experience
The succession of day and night, past and to come.
And tasted the honey and bitterness in it.
فَمَاso not سَرَيْتُhave I removed قِنَاعَthe veil of الْحِلْمِforbearance عَنْout of سَفَهٍfolly
فَمَا سَرَيْتُ قِنَاعَ الْحِلْمِ عَنْ سَفَهٍ
وَلاnor مَسَحْتُhave I wiped جَبِينَthe brow of الْعِزِّhonor مِنْout of خَجَلِshame
وَلا مَسَحْتُ جَبِينَ الْعِزِّ مِنْ خَجَلِ
I have never stripped off forbearance's veil through folly,
I have not found anything in days that remains
Nor wiped the brow of honor out of shame.
More delicious to the soul than freedom of action.
حَلَبْتُI milked أَشْطُرَthe teats of هَذَاthis الدَّهْرِage تَجْرِبَةًfor experience
حَلَبْتُ أَشْطُرَ هَذَا الدَّهْرِ تَجْرِبَةً
وَذُقْتُand I tasted مَاwhat فِيهِis within it مِنْof صَابٍbitter sap وَمِنْand of عَسَلِhoney
وَذُقْتُ مَا فِيهِ مِنْ صَابٍ وَمِنْ عَسَلِ
I have milked this age's teats for experience,
But we are targets for evil in a time
And tasted the bitter sap and honey within it.
When reasonable people obey the crooked.
فَمَاand not وَجَدْتُhave I found عَلَىthrough الأَيَّامِthe days بَاقِيَةًanything enduring
فَمَا وَجَدْتُ عَلَى الأَيَّامِ بَاقِيَةً
أَشْهَىmore pleasing إِلَىto النَّفْسِthe soul مِنْthan حُرِّيَّةِthe freedom of الْعَمَلِaction
أَشْهَى إِلَى النَّفْسِ مِنْ حُرِّيَّةِ الْعَمَلِ
I have found nothing enduring through the days
A group of evil men has risen in it
More pleasing to the soul than freedom of action.
More harmful to the soul than misery upon a bereaved woman.
لَكِنَّنَاbut we غَرَضٌa target لِلشَّرِّfor evil فِيin زَمَنٍan age
لَكِنَّنَا غَرَضٌ لِلشَّرِّ فِي زَمَنٍ
أَهْلُthe people of الْعُقُولِreason بِهِin it فِيin طَاعَةِobedience to الْخَمَلِthe ignoble
أَهْلُ الْعُقُولِ بِهِ فِي طَاعَةِ الْخَمَلِ
Yet we are targets for evil in an age
Every morning, hands nearly push them away in hatred
Whose men of reason live in obedience to the ignoble.
And the office spits them out in boredom.
قَامَتْarose بِهِin it مِنْof رِجَالِmen of السُّوءِevil طَائِفَةٌa faction
قَامَتْ بِهِ مِنْ رِجَالِ السُّوءِ طَائِفَةٌ
أَدْهَىmore grievous عَلَىto الْنَّفْسِthe soul مِنْthan بِؤْسٍmisery عَلَىupon ثَكَلِbereavement
أَدْهَى عَلَى الْنَّفْسِ مِنْ بِؤْسٍ عَلَى ثَكَلِ
In it a faction of wicked men has risen,
Through them Egypt was humiliated after honor
More grievous to the soul than misery piled upon bereavement.
And the foundations of the kingdom were shaken until gaps appeared.
مِنْof كُلِّevery وَغْدٍscoundrel يَكَادُalmost الدَّسْتُthe seat of power يَدْفَعُهُrepels him
مِنْ كُلِّ وَغْدٍ يَكَادُ الدَّسْتُ يَدْفَعُهُ
بُغْضاًout of hatred وَيَلْفِظُهُand spits him out الدِّيوانُthe council مِنْfrom مَلَلِweariness
بُغْضاً وَيَلْفِظُهُ الدِّيوانُ مِنْ مَلَلِ
Each one a scoundrel whom the seat of power almost repels
The state of Fustat has become submissive
In hatred, and the council spits out from weariness.
After pride, though it was the peak of states.
ذَلَّتْwas humbled بِهِمْthrough them مِصْرُEgypt بَعْدَafter الْعِزِّhonor وَاضْطَرَبَتْand were shaken
ذَلَّتْ بِهِمْ مِصْرُ بَعْدَ الْعِزِّ وَاضْطَرَبَتْ
قَوَاعِدُthe foundations of الْمُلْكِrule حَتَّىuntil ظَلَّit remained فِيin خَلَلِdisarray
قَوَاعِدُ الْمُلْكِ حَتَّى ظَلَّ فِي خَلَلِ
Through them Egypt was humbled after honor, and shaken were
They frown with rage when they see me approaching
The foundations of rule, until it remained in disarray.
While their livers boil with hatred and malice.
وَأَصْبَحَتْand became دَوْلَةُthe state of الْفُسْطَاطِal-Fustat خَاضِعَةًsubmissive
وَأَصْبَحَتْ دَوْلَةُ الْفُسْطَاطِ خَاضِعَةً
بَعْدَafter الإِبَاءِproud defiance وَكَانَتْand it had been زَهْرَةَthe flower of الدُّوَلِstates
بَعْدَ الإِبَاءِ وَكَانَتْ زَهْرَةَ الدُّوَلِ
The state of al-Fustat has become submissive
If my merit has displeased them, no wonder -
After proud defiance, though it was the flower of states.
The sun, though it gives light, harms the diseased eye.
قَوْمٌa people إِذَاwhen أَبْصَرُونِيthey saw me مُقْبِلاًapproaching وَجَمُواthey fell silent
قَوْمٌ إِذَا أَبْصَرُونِي مُقْبِلاً وَجَمُوا
غَيْظاًwith rage وَأَكْبَادُهُمْand their livers تَنْقَدُّsplit مِنْfrom دَغَلِrancor
غَيْظاً وَأَكْبَادُهُمْ تَنْقَدُّ مِنْ دَغَلِ
They are people who, when they see me approaching, fall silent
I have kept my soul from what they defile themselves with,
With rage, their livers splitting with rancor.
And the garden's palm tree refuses the traits of a jerboa.
فَإِنْso if يَكُنْit be سَاءَهُمْhas displeased them فَضْلِيmy excellence فَلاthen no عَجَبٌwonder
فَإِنْ يَكُنْ سَاءَهُمْ فَضْلِي فَلا عَجَبٌ
فَالشَّمْسُfor the sun وَهيَand it is ضِيَاءٌlight آفَةُan affliction of الْمُقَلِthe eyes
فَالشَّمْسُ وَهيَ ضِيَاءٌ آفَةُ الْمُقَلِ
If my excellence has displeased them, no wonder:
Evil kindred and evil is Egypt among lands
The sun, though light itself, afflicts the eyes.
That have become a home for the dishonest and fraudulent.
نَزَّهْتُI kept pure نَفْسِيَmy soul عَمَّاfrom what يَدْنَسُونَthey become defiled بِهِby it
نَزَّهْتُ نَفْسِيَ عَمَّا يَدْنَسُونَ بِهِ
وَنَخْلَةُand the palm of الرَّوْضِthe garden تَأْبَىrejects شِيمَةَthe nature of الْجُعَلِthe dung beetle
وَنَخْلَةُ الرَّوْضِ تَأْبَى شِيمَةَ الْجُعَلِ
I have kept my soul clear of what defiles them;
A land where injustice has taken root and from which
The garden's palm rejects the dung beetle's ways.
The lightning bolts of betrayal have flashed between plains and mountains.
بِئْسَwretched is الْعَشِيرُthe companion وَبِئْسَتْand wretched is مِصْرُEgypt مِنْas بَلَدٍa land
بِئْسَ الْعَشِيرُ وَبِئْسَتْ مِصْرُ مِنْ بَلَدٍ
أَضْحَتْit has become مُنَاخاًa camping ground لأَهْلِfor the people of الزُّورِfalsehood وَالْخَطَلِand folly
أَضْحَتْ مُنَاخاً لأَهْلِ الزُّورِ وَالْخَطَلِ
Wretched is the companion, and wretched is Egypt as a land,
And people have woken up in deep darkness
Now a camping ground for people of falsehood and folly.
Where no man walks except stumbling.
أَرْضٌa land تَأَثَّلَtook root فِيهَاin it الظُّلْمُtyranny وَانْقَذَفَتْand were hurled
أَرْضٌ تَأَثَّلَ فِيهَا الظُّلْمُ وَانْقَذَفَتْ
صَوَاعِقُthe thunderbolts of الْغَدْرِtreachery بَيْنَbetween السَّهْلِthe plain وَالْجَبَلِand the mountain
صَوَاعِقُ الْغَدْرِ بَيْنَ السَّهْلِ وَالْجَبَلِ
A land where tyranny has taken root, and hurled are
I do not know what humiliation has befallen heroes
The thunderbolts of treachery across plain and mountain.
After glory, and what flaws swords have,
وَأَصْبَحَand came to be النَّاسُthe people فِيin عَمْيَاءَblind confusion مُظْلِمَةٍdark
وَأَصْبَحَ النَّاسُ فِي عَمْيَاءَ مُظْلِمَةٍ
لَمْnot يَخْطُstepped فِيهَاwithin it امْرُؤٌany man إِلَّاexcept عَلَىupon زَلَلِa slip
لَمْ يَخْطُ فِيهَا امْرُؤٌ إِلَّا عَلَى زَلَلِ
The people have fallen into blind, dark confusion;
Whether the trees of glory have withered
No one steps there without stumbling.
Or the treachery of cowardice, so that no man remains,
لَمْnot أَدْرِdid I know مَاwhat حَلَّbefell بِالأَبْطَالِthe champions مِنْof خَوَرٍweakness
لَمْ أَدْرِ مَا حَلَّ بِالأَبْطَالِ مِنْ خَوَرٍ
بَعْدَafter الْمِرَاسِbattle-hardening وَبِالأَسْيَافِand upon the swords مِنْof فَلَلِnicks
بَعْدَ الْمِرَاسِ وَبِالأَسْيَافِ مِنْ فَلَلِ
I know not what weakness has befallen the champions
Who will defend them even if dishonor reaches them,
After their battle-hardening, nor what nicks have befallen the swords.
Out of cowardice and frailty.
أَصَوَّحَتْhave withered? شَجَرَاتُthe trees of الْمَجْدِglory أَمْor نَضَبَتْrun dry
أَصَوَّحَتْ شَجَرَاتُ الْمَجْدِ أَمْ نَضَبَتْ
غُدْرُthe pools of الْحَمِيَّةِproud zeal حَتَّىuntil لَيْسَthere is not مِنْany رَجُلِman
غُدْرُ الْحَمِيَّةِ حَتَّى لَيْسَ مِنْ رَجُلِ
Have the trees of glory withered, or have run dry
They fear death, so they scheme, but do not know
The pools of proud zeal, until no man remains?
That death does not retreat through tricks.
لاnot يَدْفَعُونَthey repel يَداًa hand عَنْهُمْfrom themselves وَلَوْeven if بَلَغَتْit reached
لا يَدْفَعُونَ يَداً عَنْهُمْ وَلَوْ بَلَغَتْ
مَسَّtouching الْعَفَافَةِchastity مِنْout of جُبْنٍcowardice وَمِنْand out of خَزَلِfeebleness
مَسَّ الْعَفَافَةِ مِنْ جُبْنٍ وَمِنْ خَزَلِ
They fend off no hand from themselves, even if it reaches
So why does man accuse his Creator
To violate their chastity, out of cowardice and feebleness.
When each soul has a predetermined lifespan?
خَافُواthey feared الْمَنِيَّةَdeath فَاحْتَالُواso they devised stratagems وَمَاand not عَلِمُواdid they know
خَافُوا الْمَنِيَّةَ فَاحْتَالُوا وَمَا عَلِمُوا
أَنَّthat الْمَنِيَّةَdeath لاnot تَرْتَدُّis turned back بِالْحِيَلِby stratagems
أَنَّ الْمَنِيَّةَ لا تَرْتَدُّ بِالْحِيَلِ
They feared death and devised stratagems, not knowing
Alas! The youth will not find safety to enjoy
That death cannot be turned back by stratagems.
Unless he plunges into a sea of horrors.
فَفِيمَthen why يَتَّهِمُaccuses الإِنْسَانُman خَالِقَهُhis Creator
فَفِيمَ يَتَّهِمُ الإِنْسَانُ خَالِقَهُ
وَكُلُّand every نَفْسٍsoul لَهَاit has قَيْدٌa fetter مِنَof الأَجَلِthe appointed term
وَكُلُّ نَفْسٍ لَهَا قَيْدٌ مِنَ الأَجَلِ
Then why does man accuse his Creator,
Why do you not heal the injustice in yourselves
When every soul is bound by its appointed term?
And your diseases do not disappear out of laziness?
هَيْهَاتَfar from possible يَلْقَىfinds الْفَتَىa youth أَمْناًsecurity يَلَذُّtakes delight بِهِin it
هَيْهَاتَ يَلْقَى الْفَتَى أَمْناً يَلَذُّ بِهِ
مَاso long as لَمْnot يَخُضْhe wades through نَحْوَهُtoward it بَحْراًa sea مِنَof الْوَهَلِterror
مَا لَمْ يَخُضْ نَحْوَهُ بَحْراً مِنَ الْوَهَلِ
Never will a youth find safety to delight in
That is Egypt in which your ancestors' arms
Unless he wades toward it through a sea of terror.
Reaped the fruits of ascent through blood and hills.
فَمَاthen what لَكُمْis wrong with you لاnot تَعَافُspurn الضَّيْمَoppression أَنْفُسُكُمْyour souls
فَمَا لَكُمْ لا تَعَافُ الضَّيْمَ أَنْفُسُكُمْ
وَلاand not تَزُولُlift غَوَاشِيكُمُyour coverings مِنَof الْكَسَلِsloth
وَلا تَزُولُ غَوَاشِيكُمُ مِنَ الْكَسَلِ
What is wrong with you, that your souls do not spurn oppression,
They attacked it with a raid whose terror threw
And the shrouds of sloth over you do not lift?
Safety between the wolf and the lamb.
وَتِلْكَand that is مِصْرُEgypt الَّتِيwhich أَفْنَىconsumed الْجِلادُcombat بِهَاin her
وَتِلْكَ مِصْرُ الَّتِي أَفْنَى الْجِلادُ بِهَا
لَفِيفَthe host of أَسْلافِكُمْyour forefathers فِيin الأَعْصُرِthe ages الأُوَلِearliest
لَفِيفَ أَسْلافِكُمْ فِي الأَعْصُرِ الأُوَلِ
And that is Egypt, where combat consumed
Until when it gained a formidable fortress
The host of your forefathers in the earliest ages:
That drove away the invader's hand in boredom,
قَوْمٌmen أَقَرُّواthey established عِمَادَthe pillar of الْحَقِّright وَامْتَلَكُواand took possession of
قَوْمٌ أَقَرُّوا عِمَادَ الْحَقِّ وَامْتَلَكُوا
أَزِمَّةَthe reins of الْخَلْقِhumankind مِنْincluding حَافٍthe barefoot وَمُنْتَعِلِand the shod
أَزِمَّةَ الْخَلْقِ مِنْ حَافٍ وَمُنْتَعِلِ
Men who set firm the pillar of right and took hold of
Time betrayed its knights, so it became
The reins of humankind, barefoot and shod.
Easy to access after being inaccessible.
جَنَوْاthey reaped ثِمَارَthe fruits of الْعُلاeminence بِالْبِيضِwith bright blades وَاقْتَطَفُواand plucked
جَنَوْا ثِمَارَ الْعُلا بِالْبِيضِ وَاقْتَطَفُوا
مِنْfrom بَيْنِamong شَوْكِthe thorns of الْعَوَالِيtall spears زَهْرَةَthe flower of الأَمَلِhope
مِنْ بَيْنِ شَوْكِ الْعَوَالِي زَهْرَةَ الأَمَلِ
With bright blades they reaped the fruits of eminence and plucked
What disgrace you have brought through indifference
The flower of hope from among the thorns of tall spears.
Upon the pride the sword erected upon Sagittarius!
فَأَصْبَحَتْso became مِصْرُEgypt تَزْهُوblooms proudly بَعْدَafter كُدْرَتِهَاher murkiness
فَأَصْبَحَتْ مِصْرُ تَزْهُو بَعْدَ كُدْرَتِهَا
فِيin يَانِعٍlush growth مِنْfrom أَسَاكِيبِstreams of النَّدَىdew خَضِلِdrenched
فِي يَانِعٍ مِنْ أَسَاكِيبِ النَّدَى خَضِلِ
Then Egypt bloomed proudly after her murkiness,
If the youth has no reason to live by,
Amid lush growth drenched by streams of dew.
Then he is only counted among the brainless.
لَمْnot تَنْبُتِsprouted الأَرْضُthe earth إِلَّاexcept بَعْدَمَاafter اخْتَمَرَتْwas steeped
لَمْ تَنْبُتِ الأَرْضُ إِلَّا بَعْدَمَا اخْتَمَرَتْ
أَقْطَارُهَاits regions بِدَمِin the blood of الأَعْنَاقِnecks وَالْقُلَلِand heads
أَقْطَارُهَا بِدَمِ الأَعْنَاقِ وَالْقُلَلِ
The earth bore no growth until it was steeped—
So take the initiative before it is too late
Its regions—in the blood of necks and heads.
And seize the prize of excellence - the world passes quickly.
شَنُّواthey launched بِهَاthere غَارَةًa raid أَلْقَتْbrought بِرَوْعَتِهَاthrough its terror
شَنُّوا بِهَا غَارَةً أَلْقَتْ بِرَوْعَتِهَا
أَمْناًsecurity يُؤَلِّفُbrings together بَيْنَbetween الذِّئْبِthe wolf وَالْحَمَلِand the lamb
أَمْناً يُؤَلِّفُ بَيْنَ الذِّئْبِ وَالْحَمَلِ
They launched a raid there whose terror brought
And entrust your affair to a courageous man of trust
A peace that united wolf and lamb.
Who will be a shield for you in formidable events.
حَتَّىuntil إِذَاwhen أَصْبَحَتْshe stood فِيin مَعْقِلٍa stronghold أَشِبٍthickly wooded
حَتَّى إِذَا أَصْبَحَتْ فِي مَعْقِلٍ أَشِبٍ
يَرُدُّrepels عَنْهَاfrom her يَدَthe hand of الْعَادِيthe aggressor مِنَamong الْمِلَلِthe nations
يَرُدُّ عَنْهَا يَدَ الْعَادِي مِنَ الْمِلَلِ
Until, when she stood within a thickly wooded stronghold
Clear-sighted in strategy, gallant when views conflict
That repelled from her the hand of aggressors among the nations,
And the arrows of debate fly around.
أَخْنَىdestroyed الزَّمَانُtime عَلَىupon فُرْسَانِهاher horsemen فَغَدَتْso she became
أَخْنَى الزَّمَانُ عَلَى فُرْسَانِها فَغَدَتْ
مِنْfrom بَعْدِafter مَنْعَتِهَاher invulnerability مَطْرُوقَةَtrodden السُّبُلِthe roads
مِنْ بَعْدِ مَنْعَتِهَا مَطْرُوقَةَ السُّبُلِ
Time destroyed her horsemen, and she became,
When truth speaks, he obeys, and when a victor calls him,
After her invulnerability, open to all along her roads.
He responds, and if resolved, he does not return fruitless.
فَأَيَّthen what عَارٍdisgrace جَلَبْتُمْyou brought بِالْخُمُولِthrough inactivity عَلَىupon
فَأَيَّ عَارٍ جَلَبْتُمْ بِالْخُمُولِ عَلَى
مَاwhat شَادَهُbuilt it السَّيْفُthe sword مِنْof فَخْرٍglory عَلَىupon زُحَلِSaturn
مَا شَادَهُ السَّيْفُ مِنْ فَخْرٍ عَلَى زُحَلِ
What disgrace you have brought through inactivity upon
He clarifies ambiguities in brief words when speech is difficult
The glory the sword built high upon Saturn!
And the arguments of debate run high.
إِنْif لَمْnot يَكُنْthere is لِلْفَتَىfor a youth عَقْلٌreason يَعِيشُhe lives بِهِby it
إِنْ لَمْ يَكُنْ لِلْفَتَى عَقْلٌ يَعِيشُ بِهِ
فَإِنَّمَاthen only هُوَhe مَعْدُودٌis counted مِنَamong الْهَمَلِthe untended herd
فَإِنَّمَا هُوَ مَعْدُودٌ مِنَ الْهَمَلِ
If a youth has no reason to live by,
Do not persist when the right view shines upon you,
He is counted only among the untended herd.
For persistence leads to failure.
فَبَادِرُواso hasten to الأَمْرَthe task قَبْلَbefore الْفَوْتِthe missed chance وَانْتَزِعُواand remove
فَبَادِرُوا الأَمْرَ قَبْلَ الْفَوْتِ وَانْتَزِعُوا
شِكَالَةَthe fetter of الرَّيْثِdelay فَالدُّنْيَاfor the world مَعَis with الْعَجَلِhaste
شِكَالَةَ الرَّيْثِ فَالدُّنْيَا مَعَ الْعَجَلِ
Hasten to the task before the chance is lost, and cast off
One may attain through planning what the brave failed in
The fetter of delay, for the world favors haste.
And did not dare to attempt.
وَقَلِّدُواand entrust أَمْرَكُمْyour affairs شَهْماًto a valiant man أَخَاpossessed of ثِقَةٍtrustworthiness
وَقَلِّدُوا أَمْرَكُمْ شَهْماً أَخَا ثِقَةٍ
يَكُونُhe will be رِدْءاًa support لَكُمْfor you فِيin الْحَادِثِthe calamity الْجَلَلِgrave
يَكُونُ رِدْءاً لَكُمْ فِي الْحَادِثِ الْجَلَلِ
Entrust your affairs to a valiant, trustworthy man,
Alas! Victory lies not in loosing tongues but
Who will support you in grave calamity.
In the power of thought the spear of heroes advances.
مَاضِيkeen الْبَصِيرَةِof insight غَلَّابٌever prevailing إِذَاwhen اشْتَبَهَتْbecame tangled
مَاضِي الْبَصِيرَةِ غَلَّابٌ إِذَا اشْتَبَهَتْ
مَسَالِكُthe paths of الرَّأْيِjudgment صَادَhe caught الْبَازَthe falcon بِالْحَجَلِwith a partridge
مَسَالِكُ الرَّأْيِ صَادَ الْبَازَ بِالْحَجَلِ
Keen of insight and ever prevailing, when tangled are
And seek rights that have become prey
The paths of judgment, he snares the falcon with a partridge.
To every usurper, an arrow and a target.
إِنْif قَالَhe spoke بَرَّkept his word وَإِنْand if نَادَاهُcalled him مُنْتَصِرٌone seeking help
إِنْ قَالَ بَرَّ وَإِنْ نَادَاهُ مُنْتَصِرٌ
لَبَّىhe answered وَإِنْand if هَمَّhe resolved لَمْnot يَرْجِعْhe returned بِلاwithout نَفَلِspoils
لَبَّى وَإِنْ هَمَّ لَمْ يَرْجِعْ بِلا نَفَلِ
If he speaks, he keeps his word; if one seeking aid calls him,
And do not fear reprisal in your place of origin -
He answers; if he resolves, he returns not without spoils.
The whale in the sea does not fear getting wet.
يَجْلُوclarifies الْبَدِيهَةَthe sudden insight بِاللَّفْظِwith words الْوَجِيزِconcise إِذَاwhen
يَجْلُو الْبَدِيهَةَ بِاللَّفْظِ الْوَجِيزِ إِذَا
عَزَّbecame difficult الْخِطَابُspeech وَطَاشَتْand went astray أَسْهُمُthe arrows of الْجَدَلِdebate
عَزَّ الْخِطَابُ وَطَاشَتْ أَسْهُمُ الْجَدَلِ
He illuminates the sudden insight with concise words when
Life in the shadow of humiliation is a defect,
Speech proves difficult and the arrows of debate stray.
And death in honor is the pride of noble lords.
وَلاand do not تَلجُّواpersist obstinately إِذَاwhen مَاemphasis الرَّأْيُsound judgment لاحَbecame clear لَكُمْto you
وَلا تَلجُّوا إِذَا مَا الرَّأْيُ لاحَ لَكُمْ
إِنَّindeed اللَّجَاجَةَobstinacy مَدْعَاةٌan invitation إِلَىto الْفَشَلِfailure
إِنَّ اللَّجَاجَةَ مَدْعَاةٌ إِلَى الْفَشَلِ
Do not persist in stubbornness when sound judgment becomes clear to you;
Do not abandon seriousness lest certainty becomes clear,
Stubbornness is an invitation to failure.
For seriousness is the key to the difficult goal.
قَدْmay يُدْرِكُattain الْمَرْءُa man بِالتَّدْبِيرِthrough planning مَاwhat عَجَزَتْfailed
قَدْ يُدْرِكُ الْمَرْءُ بِالتَّدْبِيرِ مَا عَجَزَتْ
عَنْهُat it الْكُمَاةُthe armored champions وَلَمْand not يَحْمِلْdid he charge عَلَىagainst بَطَلِa warrior
عَنْهُ الْكُمَاةُ وَلَمْ يَحْمِلْ عَلَى بَطَلِ
A man may attain through planning what proved beyond
One moment a struggle, another clever maneuvering -
The armored champions, without ever charging a warrior.
The training of a skilful one between violence and gentleness,
هَيْهَاتَfar from it مَاnot النَّصْرُvictory فِيin حَدِّthe point of الأَسِنَّةِspearheads بَلْrather
هَيْهَاتَ مَا النَّصْرُ فِي حَدِّ الأَسِنَّةِ بَلْ
بِقُوَّةِthrough the strength of الرَّأْيِjudgment تَمْضِيprevails شَوْكَةُthe might of الأَسَلِspears
بِقُوَّةِ الرَّأْيِ تَمْضِي شَوْكَةُ الأَسَلِ
Far from it! Victory lies not in the point of spearheads; rather,
Until the sky of safety returns smiling
By strength of judgment the might of spears prevails.
And justice promenades in a meadow of adornments.
وَطَالِبُواand demand بِحُقُوقٍrights أَصْبَحَتْhave become غَرَضاًa target
وَطَالِبُوا بِحُقُوقٍ أَصْبَحَتْ غَرَضاً
لِكُلِّfor every مُنْتَزِعٍone drawing سَهْماًan arrow وَمُخْتَتِلِand stealthy schemer
لِكُلِّ مُنْتَزِعٍ سَهْماً وَمُخْتَتِلِ
Demand rights that have become a target
This is the advice of one who does not seek a substitute for you,
For everyone drawing an arrow and everyone lying in ambush.
And is there an alternative for one's people after all?
وَلاand do not تَخَافُواfear نَكَالاًpunishment فِيهِin it مَنْشَؤُكُمْyour upbringing
وَلا تَخَافُوا نَكَالاً فِيهِ مَنْشَؤُكُمْ
فَالْحُوتُfor the fish فِيin الْيَمِّthe sea لاnot يَخْشَىfears مِنَfrom الْبَلَلِwetness
فَالْحُوتُ فِي الْيَمِّ لا يَخْشَى مِنَ الْبَلَلِ
Do not fear punishment: in it you were reared;
I have lost sleep composing verses for you
The fish in the sea does not fear wetness.
That have no precedent in old poetry.
عَيْشُthe life of الْفَتَىa youth فِيin فَنَاءِthe courtyard of الذُّلِّhumiliation مَنْقَصَةٌa disgrace
عَيْشُ الْفَتَى فِي فَنَاءِ الذُّلِّ مَنْقَصَةٌ
وَالْمَوْتُand death فِيin الْعِزِّhonor فَخْرُthe pride of السَّادَةِlords النَّبَلِnoble
وَالْمَوْتُ فِي الْعِزِّ فَخْرُ السَّادَةِ النَّبَلِ
A youth's life in humiliation's courtyard is a disgrace;
Like lightning in haste, thunder in zeal,
Death in honor is the pride of noble lords.
Rain in crescent moon, and floods in torrents.
لاdo not تَتْرُكُواabandon الْجِدَّearnest effort أَوْuntil يَبْدُوappears الْيَقِينُcertainty لَكُمْto you
لا تَتْرُكُوا الْجِدَّ أَوْ يَبْدُو الْيَقِينُ لَكُمْ
فَالْجِدُّfor earnest effort مِفْتَاحُthe key to بَابِthe door of الْمَطْلَبِthe goal الْعَضِلِdifficult
فَالْجِدُّ مِفْتَاحُ بَابِ الْمَطْلَبِ الْعَضِلِ
Do not abandon earnest effort until certainty appears to you;
Magical, they captivate the ears in enchantment
Earnest effort is the key to the door of a difficult goal.
And stun minds with their throbbing.
طَوْراًat times عِرَاكاًstruggling وَأَحْيَاناًand sometimes مُيَاسَرَةًgentle handling
طَوْراً عِرَاكاً وَأَحْيَاناً مُيَاسَرَةً
رِيَاضَةُthe training of الْمُهْرِa colt بَيْنَbetween الْعُنْفِforce وَالْمَهَلِand patience
رِيَاضَةُ الْمُهْرِ بَيْنَ الْعُنْفِ وَالْمَهَلِ
At times struggling, and at others handling gently:
A rhyme conceived by a thought to which
A colt is trained between force and patience.
Humans and genies surrendered in miracles.
حَتَّىuntil تَعُودَreturns سَمَاءُthe sky of الأَمْنِsafety ضَاحِيَةًclear
حَتَّى تَعُودَ سَمَاءُ الأَمْنِ ضَاحِيَةً
وَيَرْفُلَand walks proudly الْعَدْلُjustice فِيin ضَافٍample مِنَof الْحُلَلِrobes
وَيَرْفُلَ الْعَدْلُ فِي ضَافٍ مِنَ الْحُلَلِ
Until the sky of safety becomes clear again
Its verses gleam in well-arranged halves
And justice walks proudly in flowing robes.
Like the Mashrafiyya adorned with trinkets.
هَذِيthis نَصِيحَةُthe counsel of مَنْone who لاnot يَبْتَغِيseeks بَدَلاًa substitute
هَذِي نَصِيحَةُ مَنْ لا يَبْتَغِي بَدَلاً
بِكُمْfor you وَهَلْand is there بَعْدَbeyond قَوْمِthe people of الْمَرْءِa man مِنْany بَدَلِsubstitute
بِكُمْ وَهَلْ بَعْدَ قَوْمِ الْمَرْءِ مِنْ بَدَلِ
This is the counsel of one who seeks no substitute
If the genius of poetry has declined, its style
For you—and is there any substitute for a man's own people?
Revives it with eloquent diction and unplagiarized meaning.
أَسْهَرْتُI kept awake جَفْنِيmy eyelid لَكُمْfor you فِيin نَظْمِcomposing قَافِيَةٍa rhymed poem
أَسْهَرْتُ جَفْنِي لَكُمْ فِي نَظْمِ قَافِيَةٍ
مَاnot إِنْat all لَهَاit has فِيin قَدِيمِancient الشِّعْرِpoetry مِنْany مَثَلِequal
مَا إِنْ لَهَا فِي قَدِيمِ الشِّعْرِ مِنْ مَثَلِ
I kept my eyelid sleepless for you, composing a rhymed poem
Souls perish while it remains fresh
That has no equal in ancient poetry:
Through ages, with the permanence of Sirius.
كَالْبَرْقِlike lightning فِيin عَجَلٍspeed وَالرَّعْدِand thunder فِيin زَجَلٍroaring
كَالْبَرْقِ فِي عَجَلٍ وَالرَّعْدِ فِي زَجَلٍ
وَالْغَيْثِand rain فِيin هَلَلٍdownpour وَالسَّيْلِand the torrent فِيin هَمَلِrushing flow
وَالْغَيْثِ فِي هَلَلٍ وَالسَّيْلِ فِي هَمَلِ
Like lightning in speed, and thunder in its roar,
Like rain in its downpour, and a torrent in its rush.
غَرَّاءُradiant تَعْلَقُهَاcling to it الأَسْمَاعthe ears مِنْwith طَرَبٍdelight
غَرَّاءُ تَعْلَقُهَا الأَسْمَاع مِنْ طَرَبٍ
وَتَسْتَطِيرُand soar بِهَاwith it الأَلْبَابُthe minds مِنْfrom جَذَلِjoy
وَتَسْتَطِيرُ بِهَا الأَلْبَابُ مِنْ جَذَلِ
Radiant, the ears cling to it in delight,
And minds soar with it in joy.
حَوْلِيَّةٌyear-wrought صَاغَهَاfashioned it فِكْرٌa mind أَقَرَّacknowledged لَهُto it
حَوْلِيَّةٌ صَاغَهَا فِكْرٌ أَقَرَّ لَهُ
بِالْمُعْجِزَاتِfor marvels قَبِيلُthe tribes of الإِنْسِhumankind وَالْخَبَلِand jinn
بِالْمُعْجِزَاتِ قَبِيلُ الإِنْسِ وَالْخَبَلِ
A year-wrought poem, fashioned by a mind acknowledged
For its marvels by the tribes of humankind and jinn.
تَلُوحُgleam أَبْيَاتُهَاits verses شَطْرَيْنِin two halves فِيin نَسَقٍordered array
تَلُوحُ أَبْيَاتُهَا شَطْرَيْنِ فِي نَسَقٍ
كَالْمَشْرَفِيَّةِlike Mashrafi swords قَدْindeed سُلَّتْwere drawn مِنَfrom الْخِلَلِthe sheaths
كَالْمَشْرَفِيَّةِ قَدْ سُلَّتْ مِنَ الْخِلَلِ
Its verses gleam in paired halves, in ordered ranks,
Like Mashrafi swords drawn from their sheaths.
إِنْif أَخْلَقَتْwears out جِدَّةُthe freshness of الأَشْعَارِpoems أَثَّلَهَاmakes it enduring
إِنْ أَخْلَقَتْ جِدَّةُ الأَشْعَارِ أَثَّلَهَا
لَفْظٌdiction أَصِيلٌauthentic وَمَعْنىًand meaning غَيْرُnot مُنْتَحَلِborrowed
لَفْظٌ أَصِيلٌ وَمَعْنىً غَيْرُ مُنْتَحَلِ
If the freshness of poems wears out, it is made enduring by
Authentic diction and meaning that is not borrowed.
تَفْنَىperish النُّفُوسُsouls وَتَبْقَىand it remains وَهْيَwhile it is نَاضِرَةٌfresh
تَفْنَى النُّفُوسُ وَتَبْقَى وَهْيَ نَاضِرَةٌ
عَلَىthrough الدُّهُورِthe ages بَقَاءَwith the endurance of السَّبْعَةِthe seven الطُوَلِlong odes
عَلَى الدُّهُورِ بَقَاءَ السَّبْعَةِ الطُوَلِ
Souls perish, but it remains fresh,
Through the ages, enduring like the Seven Long Odes.
Partial English translation: 128 of 140 Arabic lines translated.