1. بَدا وَسقاة الراحِ تجلى بدورُها

    وَشَمس الطلا يَمحو دَجا الهمّ نورها

    He appeared, and the wine-bearers’ full moons shone forth,

    and the light of wine’s sun dispels the darkness of care.

  2. وَحَيّا الندامى بِالحميّا وَإِنَّما

    بِباهي المحيّا قامَ يَسعى مُديرها

    And he greeted the drinking companions with potent wine; and it was only

    with a radiant countenance that its cupbearer rose to serve.

  3. غَزال بِأَلحاظ المَها قَد غَزا النُهى

    مغازلة وَالقَلب مِنّي أَسيرها

    A gazelle, with oryx glances, has conquered reason

    through flirtation, and my heart is their captive.

  4. عُيون لَها تَعنو مِن الحور عينها

    إِذا ما بِها حارَت مِن العين حورها

    Eyes before which the wide-eyed houris bow,

    when the dark-eyed among the wide-eyed are bewildered by them.

  5. حذار مِن الأَجفان إِن جالَ سحرها

    فَفتّانها الفَتّاك مِنها فتورها

    Beware the eyelids if their magic roams,

    for the deadly seducer among them is their languor.

  6. فَلا غروَ أَن تغرى الأَنام عَلى الهَوى

    فَبالغرّة الغَرّاء كانَ غُرورها

    No wonder, then, that she lures mankind into love,

    for it was her radiant brow that beguiled them.

  7. وَبي ظبية السرب التي حَول حَيِّها

    أسودٌ يَردّ الزائِرين زَئيرها

    And I am smitten with the herd’s doe, around whose camp

    are lions whose roaring repels visitors.

  8. يَغار قَضيب البان مِن قَدّها كَما

    يَغار عَلَيها إِن تثنّت غيورها

    The bān tree’s bough envies her figure, just as

    her jealous lover grows jealous over her when she sways.

  9. أَقول إِذا ما البَدر قيس بِوجهها

    كَفى البَدر حُسناً أَن يُقال نَظيرها

    I say, when the full moon is compared with her face:

    ‘It is beauty enough for the full moon to be called her equal.’

  10. عَلى الوَجنة الحَمراء جَنّة حُسنِها

    وَفي الكَبد الحرّى يَشبّ سَعيرها

    Upon the red cheek lies the paradise of her beauty,

    and in the burning liver her blaze flares up.

  11. فُؤادي كَليم الوَجد آنس نارها

    فَخرّ وَأَطواد القوى دكَّ طورها

    My heart, the Moses of longing, glimpsed her fire,

    so it fell, and the Sinai of strength’s mountains was shattered.

  12. فَيا عاذِلي كُن عاذِري لَستُ قائِلاً

    خَليليّ هَل مِن رَقدة أَستعيرها

    So, you who blame me, excuse me; I am not saying:

    ‘My two friends, is there a slumber I might borrow?’

  13. هَلمَّ بِنا يا صاح نَسعى لِرَوضة

    عَلى عَذبات البان هاجَت طُيورها

    Come along, my friend; let us hasten to a garden,

    whose birds stir upon the bān trees’ branch-tips.

  14. تشابهُ أَعطاف الغَواني غُصونها

    وَتَسمو عَلى زهرِ النُجوم زُهورها

    Its branches resemble the curving figures of lovely women,

    and its blossoms surpass the bright stars.

  15. كَأَنّ شَذاها حينَ هَبَّت شمالها

    شَمائل إِسماعيل فاحَ عَبيرها

    Its fragrance, when its north wind blew, was like

    Ismail’s virtues, whose perfume wafted forth.

  16. حَليم إِذا ما الناس جَلّت خُطوبها

    لآرائهِ الحُسنى تقاد أُمورها

    He is forbearing: when people’s calamities grow grave,

    their affairs are guided by his excellent counsels.

  17. كَريم لَهُ ذلّ النضار مَواهِباً

    فَلا بدع إِن عَلياه عزّ نَظيرها

    He is generous: pure gold submits to him as gifts,

    so no marvel if his eminence has scarcely an equal.

  18. كَفى بِبِحار الشعر عجزاً فَطالَما

    بِبَحر ذَكاءٍ مِنهُ غاصَت بُحورها

    The seas of poetry are helpless indeed; for so often

    their metres have plunged into an ocean of his intelligence.

  19. إِلى سنّة المُختار كانَ اِتّباعه

    فَأَضحى بِها في الناس وَهوَ وَقورها

    His adherence was to the Chosen One’s tradition,

    so through it he became, among the people, their dignified one,

  20. بِآيات حُسن قَد تَلاها عذاره

    عَلَينا وَفي الخَدّين يُشرق نورها

    with verses of beauty that his cheek-down has recited

    to us, while their light shines in both cheeks.

  21. لَها أَرّخوا أَبهى كَمال بِحُسنِها

    طروس مِن البَلّور مسك سطورها

    For them they made a chronogram: ‘Most splendid perfection in their beauty—

    pages of crystal, whose lines are musk.’

  22. فَيا أَيُّها الشَهم الَّذي بِرِحابِهِ

    شُموس الهَنا أَخفى الهُموم ظُهورها

    So, O noble-hearted one, in whose spacious courts

    the rising of joy’s suns has hidden cares,

  23. لِيَهنك عيد النَحر فاِنحر بِهِ العِدا

    وَضحّ ضَحاياها تَنلك أُجورها

    may the Feast of Sacrifice bring you joy; on it, slaughter your foes,

    and offer their victims in sacrifice, that their rewards may reach you.

  24. فلا بَرحت منّي التَهاني لَدَيكُم

    يُباهي سَناء النيّرين منيرُها

    So may my congratulations ever remain with you,

    their shining light vying with the splendor of the two luminaries.