تَشارَكَshared فيهاin her الشَمُّsmell وَالذَوقُand taste وَاللَمسُand touch
تَشارَكَ فيها الشَمُّ وَالذَوقُ وَاللَمسُ
وَمَرَّand passed عَلىover الأَسماعِthe ears مِنfrom صَبِّهاher being poured جَرسُa ringing sound
وَمَرَّ عَلى الأَسماعِ مِن صَبِّها جَرسُ
Smell, taste, and touch all have a share in her;
and the ringing of her pouring passes over the ears.
وَلاحَand shone لِلَحظِbefore the gaze of الصَحبِthe companions ساطِعُthe radiance of نورِهاher light
وَلاحَ لِلَحظِ الصَحبِ ساطِعُ نورِها
فَقَدso indeed أُشرِكَتwere involved فيهاin her حَواسِهُمُtheir senses الخَمسُthe five
فَقَد أُشرِكَت فيها حَواسِهُمُ الخَمسُ
Her radiant light shines before the companions' gaze,
so all five of their senses have been engaged in her.
رَبيبَةُa foster-daughter of دَيرٍa monastery لَيسَnot تُرفَعُare lifted حُجبُهاher veils
رَبيبَةُ دَيرٍ لَيسَ تُرفَعُ حُجبُها
إِذاwhen سامَهاbids for her الشَمّاسُthe deacon عَوَّذَهاprotects her with a charm القَسُّthe priest
إِذا سامَها الشَمّاسُ عَوَّذَها القَسُّ
A monastery's foster-daughter, whose veils are never lifted:
when the deacon bids for her, the priest protects her with a charm.
دَعَوتُI summoned لَهاfor her خِلّاًan intimate friend مِنَfrom الدَيرِthe monastery صالِحاًworthy
دَعَوتُ لَها خِلّاً مِنَ الدَيرِ صالِحاً
رَقيقَgentle الحَواشيmanners لاnot بَطيءٌsluggish وَلاnor نِكسُbase
رَقيقَ الحَواشي لا بَطيءٌ وَلا نِكسُ
For her I summoned a worthy friend from the monastery,
gentle in manner, neither sluggish nor base.
فَجاءَso he came بِرَيحانَيَّةٍwith basil-scented wine كَهرَبِيَّةٍamber-hued
فَجاءَ بِرَيحانَيَّةٍ كَهرَبِيَّةٍ
تُخالُshe seems عَلىon كَفِّthe palm of النَديمِthe drinking companion بِهاin her وَرسُwars (yellow dye)
تُخالُ عَلى كَفِّ النَديمِ بِها وَرسُ
So he brought basil-scented, amber-hued wine,
seeming, on the drinking companion's palm, tinged with yellow wars-dye—
بِراحٍwith wine (rāḥ) إِذاif حَقَّقتَyou examine closely طَردَthe forward order of حُروفِهاher letters
بِراحٍ إِذا حَقَّقتَ طَردَ حُروفِها
غَداbecomes طَبعُهاher temperament فيin الكَيفِquality وَهوَwhile it is لَهاof her عَكسُthe reverse
غَدا طَبعُها في الكَيفِ وَهوَ لَها عَكسُ
wine—rāḥ—whose letters, if you examine their order,
yield her temperament when reversed: ḥārr, 'hot.'
تَفوقُshe surpasses جَميعَall المُسكِراتِthe intoxicants بِأَصلِهاin her essence
تَفوقُ جَميعَ المُسكِراتِ بِأَصلِها
فَقَدfor indeed طابَis excellent مِنهاof her الفَصلُthe differentia وَالنَوعُand the species وَالجِنسُand the genus
فَقَد طابَ مِنها الفَصلُ وَالنَوعُ وَالجِنسُ
She surpasses all intoxicants in her very essence;
for her differentia, species, and genus are all excellent.
تَوَلِّدُshe engenders ماemphatic particle بَينَbetween القُلوبِthe hearts مَوَدَّةًaffection
تَوَلِّدُ ما بَينَ القُلوبِ مَوَدَّةً
وَتُحدِثُand creates أُنساًfellowship لَيسَthere is no فيin مَحضِهِits pure essence وَكسُdefect
وَتُحدِثُ أُنساً لَيسَ في مَحضِهِ وَكسُ
She engenders affection between hearts
and creates fellowship, pure and free of any flaw.
إِذاif قاتِلٌa killer حَيّاgreets بِهاwith her اِبنَthe son of قَتيلِهِhis victim
إِذا قاتِلٌ حَيّا بِها اِبنَ قَتيلِهِ
تَوَلَّدَarises مِنهاfrom her بَينَbetween قَلبَيهِماtheir two hearts الأُنسُfellowship
تَوَلَّدَ مِنها بَينَ قَلبَيهِما الأُنسُ
If a killer greets his victim's son with her,
fellowship springs from her between their two hearts.
إِذاif ماemphatic particle دَرىknew إِبليسُIblis ماwhat فيin طِباعِهاher nature
إِذا ما دَرى إِبليسُ ما في طِباعِها
مِنَof السِرِّthe mystery قالَwould say الجِنُّthe jinn نَفديكَwe would sacrifice ourselves for you ياO إِنسُhumankind
مِنَ السِرِّ قالَ الجِنُّ نَفديكَ يا إِنسُ
If Iblis knew what her nature holds
of mystery, the jinn would say, 'We would sacrifice ourselves for you, O humankind!'
وَلَوand if عَلِمَتknew أَهلُthe people of المَدارِسِthe schools قَدرَهاher worth
وَلَو عَلِمَت أَهلُ المَدارِسِ قَدرَها
جَلَتwould display كَأسَهاher cup فيin مَوضِعِa place يُذكَرُis recited الدَرسُthe lesson
جَلَت كَأسَها في مَوضِعِ يُذكَرُ الدَرسُ
If the people of the schools knew her worth,
they would display her cup where lessons are recited.
وَلَوand if رَشَفَsipped الرِعديدُthe craven فاضِلَthe remainder of كَأسِهاher cup
وَلَو رَشَفَ الرِعديدُ فاضِلَ كَأسِها
عَلىdespite ضُعفِهِhis weakness ظَنَّتهُwould think him عَنتَرَهاits Antarah عَبسُAbs
عَلى ضُعفِهِ ظَنَّتهُ عَنتَرَها عَبسُ
If a craven sipped the remainder of her cup,
despite his weakness, Abs would take him for its Antarah.
وَلَمّاand when قَتَلناهاwe slew her بِسَيفِwith the sword of مِزاجِهاher mixing-water
وَلَمّا قَتَلناها بِسَيفِ مِزاجِها
فَبُرَّدَso was cooled مِنهاof her الحَرُّthe heat وَاِعتَدَلَand was tempered اليَبسُthe dryness
فَبُرَّدَ مِنها الحَرُّ وَاِعتَدَلَ اليَبسُ
And when we slew her with the sword of her admixture,
her heat was cooled and her dryness tempered.
أَقامَتheld لَهاfor her الأَطيارُthe birds فيamong الدَوحِthe spreading trees مَأتَماًa mourning gathering
أَقامَت لَها الأَطيارُ في الدَوحِ مَأتَماً
بِهِin it لِلنَدامىfor the drinking companions مِنfrom سُرورِهِمtheir joy عُرسُa wedding feast
بِهِ لِلنَدامى مِن سُرورِهِم عُرسُ
The birds among the spreading trees held a mourning rite for her,
which, for the drinkers in their joy, was a wedding feast.
وَقامَتand rose لَهاfor her الحَرباءُthe chameleon مِنfrom كُلِّevery مَرقَبٍlookout
وَقامَت لَها الحَرباءُ مِن كُلِّ مَرقَبٍ
تُطالِعُهاgazing at her لاdo not تَهزَئيscoff إِنَّهاindeed, she is الشَمسُthe sun
تُطالِعُها لا تَهزَئي إِنَّها الشَمسُ
And from every lookout the chameleon rose for her,
gazing at her—do not scoff: she is the sun.
وَباتَand he spent the night يُعاطيناpassing us سُلافاًchoice wine كَأَنَّهاas though she were
وَباتَ يُعاطينا سُلافاً كَأَنَّها
هِيَshe النارُfire لَكِنbut يُستَطاعُis possible لَهاfor her لَمسُa touch
هِيَ النارُ لَكِن يُستَطاعُ لَها لَمسُ
All night he passed us choice wine, as though
she were fire itself, yet could be touched.
بِكَأسٍin a cup لَهاit has أَشخاصُfigures of كِسرىKisra وَقَيصَرٍand Caesar
بِكَأسٍ لَها أَشخاصُ كِسرى وَقَيصَرٍ
وَقَدand already أَحدَقَتencircled مِنfrom حَولِهاaround it الرومُthe Romans وَالفُرسُand the Persians
وَقَد أَحدَقَت مِن حَولِها الرومُ وَالفُرسُ
In a cup bearing the figures of Kisra and Caesar,
with Romans and Persians encircling it.
فَلوso if لَبِثَتshe lingered فيin كَأسِهاher cup عُمرَthe span of ساعَةٍan hour
فَلو لَبِثَت في كَأسِها عُمرَ ساعَةٍ
إِذاthen نَطَقَتwould speak مِنthrough سِرِّهاher mystery الصُوَرُthe images الخُرسُthe mute
إِذا نَطَقَت مِن سِرِّها الصُوَرُ الخُرسُ
If she lingered in her cup for the span of an hour,
then, through her mystery, the mute images would speak.
وَلَمّاand when اِستَحالَتturned into نَشوَةُthe elation of الكَأسِthe cup سَكرَةًdrunkenness
وَلَمّا اِستَحالَت نَشوَةُ الكَأسِ سَكرَةً
إِذاwhen ماتَdied مِنهاbecause of her العَقلُreason تَنتَعِشُrevives النَفسُthe soul
إِذا ماتَ مِنها العَقلُ تَنتَعِشُ النَفسُ
And when the cup's elation turned to drunkenness,
the soul revived as reason died through her.
وَهَبتُI gave لَهاto her كَهلاًa mature man مِنَin العَقلِreason وافِراًabundant
وَهَبتُ لَها كَهلاً مِنَ العَقلِ وافِراً
فَكانَso there were لَدَيهاin her keeping النِصفُthe half وَالثُلثُand the third وَالسُدسُand the sixth
فَكانَ لَدَيها النِصفُ وَالثُلثُ وَالسُدسُ
I offered her a mature man, rich in reason;
so hers were the half, the third, and the sixth.
يَقولونَthey say ليto me جَهلاًignorantly مَتىwhen تَترُكُwill you abandon الطَلاwine
يَقولونَ لي جَهلاً مَتى تَترُكُ الطَلا
فَقُلتُso I said إِذاwhen ماemphatic particle عادَreturns مِنfrom فَوتِهِits passing أَمسُyesterday
فَقُلتُ إِذا ما عادَ مِن فَوتِهِ أَمسُ
They ask me ignorantly, 'When will you give up wine?'
I said, 'When yesterday comes back after it has gone.'
وَكَيفَand how اِطِّراحيmy casting aside لِلمُدامِof wine وَفَضلُهاwhile her excellence
وَكَيفَ اِطِّراحي لِلمُدامِ وَفَضلُها
جَلِيٌّis plain عَلىto الأَبصارِthe eyes لَيسَthere is no بِهِin it لَبسُambiguity
جَلِيٌّ عَلى الأَبصارِ لَيسَ بِهِ لَبسُ
How could I cast wine aside, when her excellence
is plain to sight, with no room for doubt?
فَماfor no سادِرٌone heedlessly absorbed فيin السُكرِdrunkenness إِلّاexcept كَحاتِمٍlike Hatim
فَما سادِرٌ في السُكرِ إِلّا كَحاتِمٍ
وَماand no باقِلٌBaqil إِلّاexcept إِذاwhen ذاقَهاhe tastes her قَسُّQuss
وَما باقِلٌ إِلّا إِذا ذاقَها قَسُّ
For anyone lost in drunkenness is like Hatim,
and Baqil, once he tastes her, is none other than Quss.