هَلِis? الدَهرُtime إِلّاanything but ذاthis النَهارِdaylight وَضِدُّهُand its opposite
هَلِ الدَهرُ إِلّا ذا النَهارِ وَضِدُّهُ
يُعاوِدُrevisits كُلّاًeach مِنهُماof the two الدَهرُthroughout time نَدُّهُits counterpart
يُعاوِدُ كُلّاً مِنهُما الدَهرُ نَدُّهُ
Is time anything but this daylight and its opposite?
Is time anything but this day and its counterpart?
Through time, each of the two is revisited by its counterpart.
Each returns to time its caprice.
يَدورُturns فَمِنso from أَيِّwhichever الجِهاتِdirections اِبتَدَرَتهُyou hasten toward it
يَدورُ فَمِن أَيِّ الجِهاتِ اِبتَدَرَتهُ
وَتابَعَتهُand you follow it تَبداyou begin بِهِwith it وَتَحِدُّهُand you delimit it
وَتابَعَتهُ تَبدا بِهِ وَتَحِدُّهُ
It turns; from whichever direction you hasten toward it
It revolves, so from which sides did you ambush it
and follow it, you begin with it and mark its bounds.
And follow it, start with it, and limit it?
وَلاand no خَيرَgood فيin يَومٍa day يَمُرُّpasses عَلىover الفَتىa young man
وَلا خَيرَ في يَومٍ يَمُرُّ عَلى الفَتى
إِذاif لَمnot يَنَلhe gains فيهِin it ثَناًpraise يَستَجِدُّهُhe gains anew
إِذا لَم يَنَل فيهِ ثَناً يَستَجِدُّهُ
There is no good in a day that passes a young man
There is no good in a day passing the youth
unless he earns fresh praise within it.
If he does not obtain in it praise renewing him.
فَلَيسَتso is not حَياةُlife المَرءِa person إِلّاanything but شَهادَةًa testimony
فَلَيسَت حَياةُ المَرءِ إِلّا شَهادَةً
عَلىto فَضلِthe grace مَولاهُof his Lord فَيَظهَرُso becomes manifest مَجدُهُHis glory
عَلى فَضلِ مَولاهُ فَيَظهَرُ مَجدُهُ
A person's life is nothing but a testimony
So the life of a person is nothing but a testimony
to his Lord's grace, making His glory manifest.
To the favor of his Master, so His glory appears.
إِذاif كانَhe is لاnot يَختارُhe chooses تَمجيدُglorification رَبِّهِhis Lord
إِذا كانَ لا يَختارُ تَمجيدُ رَبِّهِ
فَإِنَّthen indeed الإِلَهَGod اِختارَhas chosen ماwhat فيهِin it نَكدُهُhis misery
فَإِنَّ الإِلَهَ اِختارَ ما فيهِ نَكدُهُ
If he does not choose to glorify his Lord,
If he does not choose the glorification of his Lord,
then God has chosen what brings him misery.
Then God has chosen that which has anguish for him.
وَإِلّاand otherwise فَفيthen in دارِthe abode الفَناءِof passing away ثَناؤُهُhis praise
وَإِلّا فَفي دارِ الفَناءِ ثَناؤُهُ
مَقامٌa lasting place وَفيand in دارِthe abode السَعادَةِof bliss خُلدُهُhis eternal life
مَقامٌ وَفي دارِ السَعادَةِ خُلدُهُ
Otherwise, in the abode of passing, his praise
Else, his praise is a dwelling in the abode of annihilation
has a lasting place; in the abode of bliss lies his eternity.
And in the abode of bliss is his eternity.
وَحَيِّand a living person غَداًhas become (likely غدا) فيin ماwhat سِوىother than الورحِthe spirit (likely الروح) مَيتاًdead
وَحَيِّ غَداً في ما سِوى الورحِ مَيتاً
لَقَدindeed حَلَّhas occurred عِنديin my view حَيثُماwherever حَلَّhe dwells وَأدُهُhis burial alive
لَقَد حَلَّ عِندي حَيثُما حَلَّ وَأدُهُ
And a living man who has become dead in all but spirit
And my live self tomorrow, beyond grief, is dead.
is, to my mind, buried alive wherever he dwells.
Indeed, it has descended wherever descent took it away.
وَمَنand whoever كانَis لاnot يُؤتيgives الجَماعَةُthe community نَفعَهُhis benefit
وَمَن كانَ لا يُؤتي الجَماعَةُ نَفعَهُ
فَإِغفالُهُso ignoring him فيهاwithin it سَواءُthe same وَعَدُّهُand counting him
فَإِغفالُهُ فيها سَواءُ وَعَدُّهُ
And whoever brings the community no benefit,
Whoever was of no benefit to the community,
it is all the same whether he is ignored or counted among it.
His neglect among them is equal to his counting.
لَعَمرَكَby your life لَيسَis not العُمرُthe lifetime فيin المَرءِa person عَيشُهُhis living
لَعَمرَكَ لَيسَ العُمرُ في المَرءِ عَيشُهُ
وَلَكِنbut حَقُّthe true worth العُمرِof life فيin المَرءِa person حَمدُهُhis praise
وَلَكِن حَقُّ العُمرِ في المَرءِ حَمدُهُ
By your life, a man's lifetime is not merely his living;
By your life, a person’s age is not his living,
rather, the true worth of his life is the praise he earns.
But the right of age is a person’s praise.
فَأَحجىso more fitting بِهِfor him إِجهادٌexertion ماas long as باتَhe remains فاقِداًdeprived
فَأَحجى بِهِ إِجهادٌ ما باتَ فاقِداً
لاfor (likely fragment of لإحراز) حَرازَattaining (likely fragment of لإحراز) شَيءٌa thing لَيسَis not يُحسِنُfitting فَقدُهُits absence
لا حَرازَ شَيءٌ لَيسَ يُحسِنُ فَقدُهُ
So he ought to exert himself while he remains deprived,
So hardship with which one spent the night lacking
to attain something whose absence does him no credit.
Nothing can retain what it cannot miss.
فَيُغنيهِso suffices him عَنin place of رَغَدِthe ease المَعيشَةِof living شُكرُهُgratitude toward him
فَيُغنيهِ عَن رَغَدِ المَعيشَةِ شُكرُهُ
وَلَيسَand is not بِمُغنيهِsufficient for him عَنِin place of الحَمدِpraise رَغدُهُhis ease
وَلَيسَ بِمُغنيهِ عَنِ الحَمدِ رَغدُهُ
The thanks he earns can replace a life of ease,
His gratitude makes him self-sufficient against plentiful living
but his ease cannot replace praise.
And plentiful living does not make him self-sufficient against praise.
كَذاthus السَيفُthe sword مَعدومٌnonexistent وَقَدand indeed غابَhas vanished نَصلُهُits blade
كَذا السَيفُ مَعدومٌ وَقَد غابَ نَصلُهُ
وَلَيسَand is not بِمَعدومٍnonexistent وَغابَand has vanished فَرَندُهُits patterned sheen
وَلَيسَ بِمَعدومٍ وَغابَ فَرَندُهُ
Thus a sword is as nothing when its blade is gone,
Thus the sword is nonexistent though its blade is gone
but not as nothing when its patterned sheen is gone.
And it is not nonexistent though its sheath is gone.
وَماand not الحَمدُpraise إِلّاanything but الجِدُّdiligence فَهوَfor it وَراءَهُbehind it
وَما الحَمدُ إِلّا الجِدُّ فَهوَ وَراءَهُ
وَماand not الجِدُّdiligence إِلّاanything but الجَدُّgood fortune فَهوَfor it مَعدُهُits source
وَما الجِدُّ إِلّا الجَدُّ فَهوَ مَعدُهُ
And praise is nothing but diligence, which stands behind it;
Praise is nothing but earnestness, so it is behind it
and diligence is itself good fortune, for it is its source.
And earnestness is nothing but striving, so it accompanies it.
وَهَلand is? قيمَةُthe worth الإِنسانِof a person إِلّاanything but فِعالُهُhis deeds
وَهَل قيمَةُ الإِنسانِ إِلّا فِعالُهُ
وَهَلand is? قُدرُهُhis standing إِلّاanything but عَناهُhis toil وَجُهدُهُand his effort
وَهَل قُدرُهُ إِلّا عَناهُ وَجُهدُهُ
And is a person's worth anything but his deeds?
Is the value of a person other than his deeds?
And is his standing anything but his toil and effort?
And is his worth other than his endeavor and striving?
وَلَولاand were it not for اِشتِغالُthe labor المَرءِof a person ماnot ذاعَspread ذِكرُهُhis renown
وَلَولا اِشتِغالُ المَرءِ ما ذاعَ ذِكرُهُ
وَلَولاand were it not for اِشتِعالُthe burning العودِof the wood ماnot ضاعَwafted نَدُّهُits fragrance
وَلَولا اِشتِعالُ العودِ ما ضاعَ نَدُّهُ
Were it not for a man's labor, his name would not spread;
If not for the person's preoccupation, his mention would not have spread.
were it not for the wood's burning, its fragrance would not waft.
And if not for the burning of wood, its crackling would not be lost.
فَأَجمَلَso lovelier مِنthan خَضبٍhenna dye بِكَفِّكَupon your palm شُغلُهاits work
فَأَجمَلَ مِن خَضبٍ بِكَفِّكَ شُغلُها
وَأَحسَنُand finer مِنthan كُحلٍkohl بِطَرفِكَupon your eye سُهدُهُits sleeplessness
وَأَحسَنُ مِن كُحلٍ بِطَرفِكَ سُهدُهُ
So your hand's work is lovelier than the henna upon it,
So dyeing with your palm is more beautiful than rouge,
and your eye's sleeplessness is finer than kohl upon it.
And lining with your eyelid is better than kohl.
وَأَصلَحُand better مِنthan ذُلٍّhumiliation بِنَفسِكَfor your soul مَوتُهاits death
وَأَصلَحُ مِن ذُلٍّ بِنَفسِكَ مَوتُها
إِذاif كُنتَyou are مِمَّنamong those who مَورِدُthe watering place العِزِّof honor وَردُهُhis drinking-place
إِذا كُنتَ مِمَّن مَورِدُ العِزِّ وَردُهُ
And death is better for your soul than humiliation,
And death of your soul is more righteous than disgrace
if you are one who drinks at the spring of honor.
If you are one whose abode honor frequents.
كَذاthus فَلتَكنso let it be تِلكَthat الحَياةُlife الَّتيwhich أَرىI envisage
كَذا فَلتَكن تِلكَ الحَياةُ الَّتي أَرى
وَإِلّاand otherwise فَكَمthen how سَهلٌeasy عَلىfor الحَرِّa free man لَحدِهِhis grave
وَإِلّا فَكَم سَهلٌ عَلى الحَرِّ لَحدِهِ
Let the life I envisage be thus;
So let that be the life I see
otherwise, how easy the grave is for a free man!
Otherwise, how gently suicide meets its sharpness!
أَوَدُّI cherish بِهاin it خَلقاًpeople كَثيراًmany وَإِنَّماand only
أَوَدُّ بِها خَلقاً كَثيراً وَإِنَّما
أَوَدُّI wish مِنَfrom الأَيّامِthe days ماwhat لاnot تَوَدُّهُthey wish for it
أَوَدُّ مِنَ الأَيّامِ ما لا تَوَدُّهُ
In such a life I cherish many people; yet all
I love many people with it, yet
I wish from the days is what they do not wish.
I only love of the days what it does not love.
لَقَدindeed آثَرَhas favored المَولىthe Lord بِنُعماهُwith His blessings آنِفاًlately
لَقَد آثَرَ المَولى بِنُعماهُ آنِفاً
فَلاso no غَروَwonder أَنthat يُسعِدَHe gladdens مُحَمَّدMuhammad عَبدُهAbduh
فَلا غَروَ أَن يُسعِدَ مُحَمَّد عَبدُه
The Lord has lately bestowed His favor,
The Master has recently preferred with His blessings,
so no wonder He brings happiness to Muhammad Abduh.
So it is no wonder that Muhammad His servant be felicitous.
هُوَhe البَدرُthe full moon لَكِنَّbut المَعاليlofty attainments سَماؤُهُhis sky
هُوَ البَدرُ لَكِنَّ المَعالي سَماؤُهُ
هُوَhe النَجمُthe star لَكِنَّbut الفَضيلَةَvirtue سَعدُهُhis good fortune
هُوَ النَجمُ لَكِنَّ الفَضيلَةَ سَعدُهُ
He is the full moon, but lofty attainments are his sky;
He is the full moon, but the sublime traits are His sky,
he is the star, but virtue is his good fortune.
He is the star, but virtue is His luck.
هُوَhe اللَيثُthe lion لَكِنَّbut المَحامِدَpraiseworthy qualities غابُهُhis forest
هُوَ اللَيثُ لَكِنَّ المَحامِدَ غابُهُ
هُوَhe السَيفُthe sword لَكِنَّbut المَكارِمَnoble virtues غَمدُهُhis sheath
هُوَ السَيفُ لَكِنَّ المَكارِمَ غَمدُهُ
He is the lion, but praiseworthy qualities are his forest;
He is the lion, but praise is His forest,
he is the sword, but noble virtues are his sheath.
He is the sword, but noble deeds are its sheath.
هُوَhe البَحرُthe sea عَنaway from كُلِّevery النَقائِصِfault جَزرُهُits ebb
هُوَ البَحرُ عَن كُلِّ النَقائِصِ جَزرُهُ
وَلَكِنbut إِلىtoward كُلِّevery الكَمائِلِperfection مَدُّهُits flow
وَلَكِن إِلى كُلِّ الكَمائِلِ مَدُّهُ
He is the sea, whose ebb withdraws from every fault,
He is the sea safe from all blemishes - its ebb,
but whose flow reaches toward every perfection.
But its flow is toward all perfections.
مُحيطٌfully versed بِأَشتاتِin the diverse branches of العُلومِthe sciences جَميعُهاall of them
مُحيطٌ بِأَشتاتِ العُلومِ جَميعُها
فَفيso in أَيِّwhichever عِلمٍscience جِئتَyou come يَقدَحُstrikes sparks زَندُهُhis fire-stick
فَفي أَيِّ عِلمٍ جِئتَ يَقدَحُ زَندُهُ
He encompasses all the scattered branches of learning;
Encompassing the parts of knowledge altogether,
in whatever science you approach, his fire-stick sparks.
So with whichever knowledge you come, its flint strikes light.
مُجَدِّدٌreviving روحٌa spirit صارَhas become فيin وَسطِthe midst of نَزعِهِits death throes
مُجَدِّدٌ روحٌ صارَ في وَسطِ نَزعِهِ
وَمُوَضِّحٌand clarifying أَمرٌa matter أَقلَعَhas departed اليَومَtoday رُشدُهُits right guidance
وَمُوَضِّحٌ أَمرٌ أَقلَعَ اليَومَ رُشدُهُ
He revives a spirit already in the midst of its death throes,
A renewing soul who has set out amidst its squabble
and clarifies a matter whose right guidance has now departed.
And a clarifying command whose guidance has risen today.
حَكيمٌa sage فَلاso not تُلهيهِdistracts him إِلّاanything but جَواهِرُjewels
حَكيمٌ فَلا تُلهيهِ إِلّا جَواهِرُ
غَداًhas become (likely غدا) عَبرَةًa lesson فيماconcerning what سِواهُنَّis besides them زُهدُهُhis renunciation
غَداً عَبرَةً فيما سِواهُنَّ زُهدُهُ
A sage, he is engaged only by jewels;
A wise one whom only jewels distract
his renunciation of all else has become a lesson.
That will be, beyond them, asceticism tomorrow.
لَقَدindeed ظَلَّhas remained سُلطانِsovereign الكَلامِof speech بِأَسرِهِin its entirety
لَقَد ظَلَّ سُلطانِ الكَلامِ بِأَسرِهِ
فَاِعلامُهُso his banners الأَقلامُthe pens وَالكُتبُand the books جُندُهُhis troops
فَاِعلامُهُ الأَقلامُ وَالكُتبُ جُندُهُ
He has remained the sovereign of speech in its entirety;
The sultanate of speech altogether has shaded him,
so his banners are pens, and books are his troops.
So its symbols are pens and books, his troops.
لَهُhe has قَلَمٌa pen يُزريputs to shame بِكُلِّevery مُهَنَّدِIndian-forged sword
لَهُ قَلَمٌ يُزري بِكُلِّ مُهَنَّدِ
يَصولُcharges عَلىagainst العاديthe aggressor بِهِwith it فَيَقِدُّهُthen cleaves him
يَصولُ عَلى العادي بِهِ فَيَقِدُّهُ
He has a pen that shames every Indian-forged sword;
He has a pen that routs every obstinate one -
with it he charges the aggressor and cleaves him.
It rages against the customary, so it leads him.
لَهُhe has فيin رِهانِthe contest المَكرُماتِof noble deeds مَآثِرٌachievements
لَهُ في رِهانِ المَكرُماتِ مَآثِرٌ
كَبَتstumbled دونَهاshort of them قَبُّlean horses السِباقِthe race وَجُردُهُand its sleek steeds
كَبَت دونَها قَبُّ السِباقِ وَجُردُهُ
In the contest of noble deeds, he has achievements
In the race of glorious deeds, he has remarkable feats
before which lean racehorses and sleek steeds have stumbled.
Below which the nimble player kneeled.
إِلىtoward كُلِّall ماthat يَسنىheightens الثَناءَpraise صَباؤُهُhis longing
إِلى كُلِّ ما يَسنى الثَناءَ صَباؤُهُ
وَعَنand away from كُلِّall ماthat يُؤذيharms الكَرامَةَdignity صَدُّهُhis turning away
وَعَن كُلِّ ما يُؤذي الكَرامَةَ صَدُّهُ
His longing turns toward all that heightens praise,
His rising toward every praiseworthy thing,
and from all that harms dignity he turns away.
And his turning from all that hurts dignity.
أَيامَنmost auspicious (likely أيمن) وُروديmy coming فيin البَيانِeloquence مَعينُهُhis spring
أَيامَن وُرودي في البَيانِ مَعينُهُ
فَأَصبَحَتso I have come فيin مَدحيmy praise لَهُof him أَستَمِدُّهُI draw from it
فَأَصبَحَت في مَدحي لَهُ أَستَمِدُّهُ
His spring is my most auspicious resort in eloquence,
My days of blossoming in rhetoric seek his aid,
so I have come to draw from it in praising him.
So in my praising him, I draw from him.
تَباهىboasts before البَراياall creation مِصرَEgypt أَنَّكَthat you نَجلُهاher son
تَباهى البَرايا مِصرَ أَنَّكَ نَجلُها
وَيَفخَرُand takes pride هَذاthis العَصرُage أَنَّكَthat you فَردُهُits peerless man
وَيَفخَرُ هَذا العَصرُ أَنَّكَ فَردُهُ
Egypt boasts before all creation that you are her son,
Egypt boasts that you are its son,
and this age takes pride in your being its peerless man.
And this age prides that you are its own.
لَدَيكَin your presence رَقيقُdelicate الشِعرِverse يَحلوis sweet نَشيدُهُits song
لَدَيكَ رَقيقُ الشِعرِ يَحلو نَشيدُهُ
وَفيكَand about you دَقيقُsubtle الفِكرِthought يُحسِنُis fine نَشدُهُits recitation
وَفيكَ دَقيقُ الفِكرِ يُحسِنُ نَشدُهُ
In your presence, delicate verse is sweet in song,
Refined poetry sounds melodious with you
and subtle thought of you is finely recited.
And precise thinking does good composition with you.
وَيَفنىand runs out ممَدادَالمَرءِa person's ink (corrupt spelling) فيكَabout you لَدىduring الثَناpraise
وَيَفنى ممَدادَالمَرءِ فيكَ لَدى الثَنا
وَإِنand even if يَكُنِis البَحرُthe sea المُحيطُencompassing يَمُدُّهُsupplies it
وَإِن يَكُنِ البَحرُ المُحيطُ يَمُدُّهُ
A person's ink is exhausted in praising you,
The ink of a person extinguishes with your praise
even if the encompassing ocean replenishes it.
Even if the encircling sea supplies it.
وَمِثلُكَand one like you مَنone whose تَبَدّىshows itself المَواسِمَfestive seasons فَضلُهُhis virtue
وَمِثلُكَ مَن تَبَدّى المَواسِمَ فَضلُهُ
وَفيهاand in them مَعَwith العَلياءِeminence يُجَدِّدُhe renews عَهدَهُhis covenant
وَفيها مَعَ العَلياءِ يُجَدِّدُ عَهدَهُ
And one such as you has virtue that shines at festive seasons,
And your like has manifested excellence
and in them renews his covenant with eminence.
With the seasons, renewing covenant with the sublime.
فَهَنَّأَكَso may it gladden you الأَضحىal-Adha وَلاand not زالَcease عائِداًreturning
فَهَنَّأَكَ الأَضحى وَلا زالَ عائِداً
عَلَيكَupon you سَعيداًhappily دائِماًalways لَكَfor you شُكدُهُits bounty
عَلَيكَ سَعيداً دائِماً لَكَ شُكدُهُ
So may al-Adha greet you with joy, and may it ever return
So daybreak congratulated you and continues
happily upon you, its bounty always yours.
Returning upon you, always happy, cooling for you.
عَلَيكَupon you مِنَfrom المَولىthe Lord يَصُبُّpours سَلامُهُHis peace
عَلَيكَ مِنَ المَولى يَصُبُّ سَلامُهُ
وَفيand into قَلبِكَyour heart الوَقّادُglowing يَنزِلُdescends بَردُهُits coolness
وَفي قَلبِكَ الوَقّادُ يَنزِلُ بَردُهُ
May His peace pour upon you from the Lord,
Upon you, the Master rains His greetings
and may its coolness descend into your glowing heart.
And in your blazing heart descends their coolness.