وَبَلَدٍand a wilderness يَغْتالُswallows up خَطْوَthe steps of المُخْتَطِيthe strider
وَبَلَدٍ يَغْتالُ خَطْوَ المُخْتَطِي
بِغائِلِwith treacherous الغَوْلِvast remoteness عَرِيضِbroad المَبْسَطِin expanse
بِغائِلِ الغَوْلِ عَرِيضِ المَبْسَطِ
And a wilderness that swallows the traveler's steps,
In a land that lies in ambush for the steps of the wayfarer,
Treacherous in its vast reach, broad in expanse,
With the deceit of misguidance and outstretched evil,
بِهِin it الرَذَايَاstranded, exhausted camels مِنْincluding وَجٍa footsore one وَمُسْقَطِand a fallen one
بِهِ الرَذَايَا مِنْ وَجٍ وَمُسْقَطِ
مُنْخَرِقِwide-open الجَوْزِat the center مَخُوفِfearsome المَهْبِطِat the descent
مُنْخَرِقِ الجَوْزِ مَخُوفِ المَهْبِطِ
Where stranded camels lie, footsore and fallen,
In it are steep descents and resting places,
Wide-open at its heart, fearsome to descend into;
With clefts in the rock face and fearsome slopes,
عَلَيْهِover it مِنْfrom أَكْنافِthe surrounding reaches of قَيْظٍsummer heat يَغْتَطِيspreads a covering
عَلَيْهِ مِنْ أَكْنافِ قَيْظٍ يَغْتَطِي
شَبْكٌa mesh مِنَof الآلِmirage كَشَبْكِlike the interlacing of المُشَّطِcombs
شَبْكٌ مِنَ الآلِ كَشَبْكِ المُشَّطِ
Over it, amid the surrounding summer heat, spreads
Upon it are folds of scorching heat that smothers,
A mesh of mirage, like interlocking combs.
A network of hills like the teeth of a comb,
إِذَاwhen شَمارِيخُthe pinnacles of النِيافthe lofty height الأَعْيَطِtowering
إِذَا شَمارِيخُ النِياف الأَعْيَطِ
عُمِّمْنَare turbaned بِالآلِwith mirage اعْتِمامlike the turbaning of الأَشْمَطِthe grizzled man
عُمِّمْنَ بِالآلِ اعْتِمام الأَشْمَطِ
When the pinnacles of the high, towering mountain
When the howling winds blow,
Are turbaned with mirage as a grizzled man is turbaned,
The hills are covered with drifting sand,
ماnot كادَnearly did لَيْلُthe night of القَرَبِthe waterward march الْمُخْرَوِّطِlong-drawn
ما كادَ لَيْلُ القَرَبِ الْمُخْرَوِّطِ
بِالعِيسِon the pale camels تَمْطُوهَاstretch them onward قِياقٍbroad, stony plains تَمْتَطِيthey bestride
بِالعِيسِ تَمْطُوهَا قِياقٍ تَمْتَطِي
Scarcely, in the long night of the waterward march,
Before the bent night of the encampment
Did the pale camels, stretched by the broad plains they bestride,
Can be folded by the tents pitching down,
عُوجاًbent كَمَاas اعْوَجَّتْwere curved قِيَاسُbows of الشَوْحَطِshawḥaṭ wood
عُوجاً كَمَا اعْوَجَّتْ قِيَاسُ الشَوْحَطِ
وَخَبْطُand the pounding of أَيْدِيهاtheir forefeet صِعَابَthe rough parts of المَخْبَطِthe trodden ground
وَخَبْطُ أَيْدِيها صِعَابَ المَخْبَطِ
Bent as bows of shawḥaṭ wood are bent,
Twisted like the twists of a crooked staff,
Their forefeet pounding hard ground,
And the groping of its hands like one searching in the dark,
يَنْتُقْنthey jolt أَقْتابpack-saddles النُسُوعthe girth-straps الأُطَّطِcreaking
يَنْتُقْن أَقْتاب النُسُوع الأُطَّطِ
تُفْضِيthey reach إلَىto أَبْلاطِstone slabs of جَوْفٍa hollow مُبْلَطِstone-floored
تُفْضِي إلَى أَبْلاطِ جَوْفٍ مُبْلَطِ
Jolting the saddles with their creaking girths,
They choose the summits of the rising sand dunes,
Reach the stone slabs of a stone-floored hollow.
Pouring down into the hollow of a paved land,
عَلَيْهِupon it مِنْfrom سافِيthe dust blown by الرِياحِthe winds الخُطَّطِsweeping
عَلَيْهِ مِنْ سافِي الرِياحِ الخُطَّطِ
أَجْنٌfoul, stagnant water كَنَيئِlike raw اللَحْمِflesh لَمْnot يُشَيَّطِbe singed
أَجْنٌ كَنَيئِ اللَحْمِ لَمْ يُشَيَّطِ
Upon it, from the sweeping winds' drifting dust,
Upon which blow the hot desert winds,
Lies foul water, like raw flesh that has not been singed.
A range like uncooked meat never warmed by fire,
باكَرْتُهُI reached it early قَبْلَbefore الغَطَاطِthe ghaṭāṭ sandgrouse اللُغَّطِclamorous
باكَرْتُهُ قَبْلَ الغَطَاطِ اللُغَّطِ
وَقَبْلَand before جَوْنِيِّthe dark kind of القَطَاsandgrouse المُخَطَّطِstriped
وَقَبْلَ جَوْنِيِّ القَطَا المُخَطَّطِ
I reached it early, before the clamorous ghaṭāṭ sandgrouse,
I came upon it before the ungainly hyena and prowling wolf
And before the dark, striped sandgrouse,
And before the howling of the wild dogs roaming in packs,
وقَبْلand before أَفْراطthe first heralds of الصَباحmorning الفُرَّطِearly forerunners
وقَبْل أَفْراط الصَباح الفُرَّطِ
وَوِرْدِand the watering of مَيّاطِthe far-roaming ones among الذِئابِthe wolves المُيَّطِranging afar
وَوِرْدِ مَيّاطِ الذِئابِ المُيَّطِ
And before morning's foremost harbingers,
And before the exuberance of the cheerful dawn
And before the far-ranging wolves came to drink,
And the arrival of the evening wolves that howl plaintively,
بِسِلبٍon a slender mount ذِيpossessing سَلِباتٍlong, slender legs وُخَّطswiftly stepping
بِسِلبٍ ذِي سَلِباتٍ وُخَّط
يَمْطُوstretches out السُرَىnight travel بِعُنُقٍwith a neck عَنَطْنَطِvery long
يَمْطُو السُرَى بِعُنُقٍ عَنَطْنَطِ
On a slender mount with long, swift-striding legs,
With a brave warrior, ready for the fight,
Stretching the night-journey with a very long neck,
Who travels the miles with outstretched neck,
فِيin ضَبْرِa bounding gait ضَوْجانِbroad القَرَاin the back لِلْمُمْتَطِيfor the rider
فِي ضَبْرِ ضَوْجانِ القَرَا لِلْمُمْتَطِي
يَنْضُوwears out المَطايَاthe mounts عَنَقُthe swift gait of المُسَمَّطِthe girt mount
يَنْضُو المَطايَا عَنَقُ المُسَمَّطِ
With a bounding gait, broad-backed beneath its rider;
In the paddle of a constant riding beast for the rider,
The girt mount's swift pace wears other mounts out,
The camels extending their necks trot evenly,
بِرِجلٍwith a leg طالَتْgrown long وَبَوْعٍand a stride مِنْشَطِvigorous
بِرِجلٍ طالَتْ وَبَوْعٍ مِنْشَطِ
يَحْتَثُّurges on عَجْلَىa swift leg رَجْعُهاits return swing لَمْnot يُقْسَطِbe checked
يَحْتَثُّ عَجْلَى رَجْعُها لَمْ يُقْسَطِ
With a long-reaching leg and a vigorous stride,
With a leg that stretches out and a quick pace
Urging on a swift leg whose return swing is unchecked.
Their hasty return is never cut short,
فَأَيُّهَاso, O you القائِلُwho speaks قَوْلَthe words of المُفْرِطِthe overreacher
فَأَيُّهَا القائِلُ قَوْلَ المُفْرِطِ
وَأَنَاand I فِيin العِزِّmight الَّذِيwhich لَمْnot يُوهَطِbe trodden down
وَأَنَا فِي العِزِّ الَّذِي لَمْ يُوهَطِ
So, you who speak the words of an overreacher—
So which of you makes rash judgements
While I stand in might that has never been trodden down,
When I possess a glory that cannot diminish,
يَبْأَىstands proud علَىagainst بَغْيthe aggression of الِعدَاthe foes وَالمُشْطِطِand the unjust aggressor
يَبْأَى علَى بَغْي الِعدَا وَالمُشْطِطِ
بِكُلِّwith every غَضْبَانٍwrathful one عَلَىin التَعَيُّطِhaughty defiance
بِكُلِّ غَضْبَانٍ عَلَى التَعَيُّطِ
Proud against the aggression of foes and the unjust,
That turns away from the enmity of foes and fault finders,
With every wrathful one in haughty defiance,
With every angry one prone to complaining,
مُنْتَفِجpuffed out الشَجْرat the jaws أَبِيِّrefusing المُسْخَطِwhat provokes anger
مُنْتَفِج الشَجْر أَبِيِّ المُسْخَطِ
يُصْلِقُclash نابَاهُhis two fangs مِنَfrom التَخَمُّطِhaughty rage
يُصْلِقُ نابَاهُ مِنَ التَخَمُّطِ
Puffed at the jaws, refusing affront,
A grim-faced tree, stubborn and frowning,
His two fangs clashing in haughty rage—
Baring its fangs in agony,
وَقُلْتand I said أَقْوالthe words of امْرِئٍa man لَمْnot يُبْعِطِgo too far
وَقُلْت أَقْوال امْرِئٍ لَمْ يُبْعِطِ
أَعْرِضْturn away عَنِfrom الناسِpeople وَلاand do not تَسَخَّطِbe resentful
أَعْرِضْ عَنِ الناسِ وَلا تَسَخَّطِ
And I spoke the words of a man who had not gone too far:
When I have said the words of one who never lacked integrity
Turn away from people, and do not be resentful;
Turn away from people and do not get upset,
فَالناسُfor people يَعْتُونrebel عَلَىagainst المُسَلَّطِthe one set in authority
فَالناسُ يَعْتُون عَلَى المُسَلَّطِ
وَلنْand will never تَنَالَattain الحِلْمَforbearance ماso long as لَمْnot تَرْبِطِbind fast
وَلنْ تَنَالَ الحِلْمَ ما لَمْ تَرْبِطِ
For people rebel against whoever is set over them.
For people will transgress against the powerful,
And you will never attain forbearance unless you hold fast
And you will not attain wisdom if you do not restrain
عَقْلاًreason وَتَعْلَمand know أَنَّthat ماwhat لَمْnot يَفْرُطِgo before
عَقْلاً وَتَعْلَم أَنَّ ما لَمْ يَفْرُطِ
مِنْof صَوْنِكَyour safeguarding of العِرْضَhonor بَعِيدُfar المَشْحَطِbeyond reach
مِنْ صَوْنِكَ العِرْضَ بَعِيدُ المَشْحَطِ
To reason, and know that what is not done beforehand
Your mind, and know that one who does not squander
To safeguard your honor lies far beyond reach;
Guarding your honour, aloof from shame,
وَأَنَّand that أَدْواءthe ailments of الرِجالthe men النُحَّطِgroaning
وَأَنَّ أَدْواء الرِجال النُحَّطِ
مَكانَهاtheir seat مِنْamong شامِتٍone who gloats at misfortune وَغُبَّطِand those coveting another's good fortune
مَكانَها مِنْ شامِتٍ وَغُبَّطِ
And that the ailments of groaning men
And that the misfortunes of men, the debased,
Have their seat among gloaters and those who covet
Come from one who gloats and is fortunate,
بِفَضْلِat the bounty of آكَالprovisions of الإلَهGod الأَسْبَطِample
بِفَضْلِ آكَال الإلَه الأَسْبَطِ
مِنْfrom نائِلِthe bounty of اللَّهِGod وَمَنْand whoever لَمْnot يَخْلِطِmix
مِنْ نائِلِ اللَّهِ وَمَنْ لَمْ يَخْلِطِ
The ample bounty of God's provisions,
By the grace of the Almighty God,
From God's gifts; and whoever does not mix
From the attainment of God, and one who does not mix
بِالْحِلْمِwith forbearance جَهْلاًrashness يَسْتَكِنَwill submit أَوْor يُوهَطِbe trodden down
بِالْحِلْمِ جَهْلاً يَسْتَكِنَ أَوْ يُوهَطِ
وَالحافِرُand the digger for الشَرَّevil مَتَىwhen يَسْتَنْبِطِbrings it forth
وَالحافِرُ الشَرَّ مَتَى يَسْتَنْبِطِ
Rashness with forbearance will submit or be trodden down.
Foolishness with wisdom, diminished or fading away,
And whoever digs for evil, when he brings it forth,
Just as the noble steed reveals its true nature
يَنْزِعْwithdraws ذَمِيماًblameworthy وَجِلاًafraid أَوْor يَحْلِطِpersists obstinately
يَنْزِعْ ذَمِيماً وَجِلاً أَوْ يَحْلِطِ
Will withdraw disgraced and afraid, or persist obstinately.
Tossing aside the base and despicable.
Claude 2 is inferred from the historical translator configuration. The original record does not identify its model.