ياO مَنyou who تَفَرَّدَare unrivaled فيin مَجدٍglory وفيand in عِظَمٍgreatness
يا مَن تَفَرَّدَ في مَجدٍ وفي عِظَمٍ
ياراكِمَO gatherer of الغَيمِthe clouds ياO مَنyou who فيin الرَّقيعِthe firmament عَلاrose high
ياراكِمَ الغَيمِ يا مَن في الرَّقيعِ عَلا
O you unrivaled in glory and in greatness,
O you who excels in glory and in greatness
O gatherer of clouds, you who rise high in heaven,
O you enveloped in clouds, o you who rose high in the winter
لاlet not تُحجَبِbe veiled الشَّمسُthe sun والظَّلماءُand the darkness تَعقُبُهاfollow it
لا تُحجَبِ الشَّمسُ والظَّلماءُ تَعقُبُها
حتىuntil بِفريامَover Priam نصراًvictory نبلُغُwe attain الأَمَلاthe hope
حتى بِفريامَ نصراً نبلُغُ الأَمَلا
let not the sun be veiled, nor darkness follow it,
The sun is not eclipsed and the darkness follows it
until we achieve our hope of victory over Priam:
Until with our swords we attain hope
اَدُكُّI demolish شائِقَlofty قَصرٍa palace شادَهُhe built it وأَرىand I see الthe
اَدُكُّ شائِقَ قَصرٍ شادَهُ وأَرى ال
لَّهيبَblaze يَلتَهِمُdevours الأَبوَابَthe doors مُحتَملاcarrying off
لَّهيبَ يَلتَهِمُ الأَبوَابَ مُحتَملا
I raze the lofty palace he built, and see the
I yearn for the palace which he built and I see the
blaze devouring the doors and carrying them off;
Flames devouring its doors, enduring
ودِرعَand the armor of ذِيpossessed of البَطشِmight هَكطورٍHector أُمَزِّقُهاI tear it apart
ودِرعَ ذِي البَطشِ هَكطورٍ أُمَزِّقُها
بِصَدرهِupon his breast ونُذِيقُand we make taste القَومَthe people شَرَّthe worst بَلاaffliction
بِصَدرهِ ونُذِيقُ القَومَ شَرَّ بَلا
and I tear apart the armor of mighty Hector
And the coat of mail of the mighty one I tear it
upon his breast; and we make the people taste the worst affliction.
With my chest and make the people taste the evil without sweetener
وَحولَهُand around him فِتيةٌyoung men تَنقَضُّplunge down ساقطةًfalling
وَحولَهُ فِتيةٌ تَنقَضُّ ساقطةً
فَتكدُمُthen bite التُّربَthe dust منfrom among أصحابهِhis companions النُّبَلاthe noble ones
فَتكدُمُ التُّربَ من أصحابهِ النُّبَلا
And around him young men plunge and fall,
And around him young men pouncing down
then bite the dust—men of his noble company.
So they bruise the soil from his companions, the arrows
لكنَّماbut ابنُthe son of قُرُونٍCronus لمdid not يَصِلfulfill أَملاًa hope
لكنَّما ابنُ قُرُونٍ لم يَصِل أَملاً
آوىhe accepted الضَّحِيَّةَthe sacrificial victim لَكنbut أَثقلَhe made heavier العَمَلاthe toil
آوى الضَّحِيَّةَ لَكن أَثقلَ العَمَلا
But the son of Cronus did not fulfill that hope;
But he is the son of generations that did not attain hope
he accepted the sacrifice, but made the toil heavier.
He sheltered the victims but the work weighed heavy
بَلrather زادَhe added مِحنتَهُمtheir ordeal وَيلاًwoe وماand not عَرَفواthey knew
بَل زادَ مِحنتَهُم وَيلاً وما عَرَفوا
دَعَواthey prayed وذَرُّواand scattered الشَّعِيرَthe barley الرَّافِعَbearing aloft القُبَلاthe kisses
دَعَوا وذَرُّوا الشَّعِيرَ الرَّافِعَ القُبَلا
Rather, he added misery to their ordeal, and they knew it not.
Rather, he increased their ordeal and they did not know
They prayed and scattered barley that bore kisses aloft.
They prayed and left the raising grain
والذَّابِحُand the sacrificer الذِّبحَthe sacrificial victim أَعلىraised رَأسَهُits head وكَذاand likewise
والذَّابِحُ الذِّبحَ أَعلى رَأسَهُ وكَذا
مِنfrom بَعدِafter تَجرِيدِهِflaying it أَفخاذَهُits thighs عَزَلاhe set aside
مِن بَعدِ تَجرِيدِهِ أَفخاذَهُ عَزَلا
And the sacrificer raised the victim's head, and then,
And the slaughterer slaughtered above his head and thus
after flaying it, set its thighs apart.
After skinning him, cut off his thighs
بالشَّحمِwith the fat غَشَّىhe covered حَواشِيهاtheir edges وأَتبَعَهَاand followed them with الthe
بالشَّحمِ غَشَّى حَواشِيها وأَتبَعَهَا ال
أَحتساءَentrails (probable intended reading) دامِيةًbloodied منfrom فَوقِهاabove them وَشَلاin a trickle
أَحتساءَ دامِيةً من فَوقِها وَشَلا
He covered their edges with fat, and laid over them the
He covered its edges with fat and followed it
[entrails], bloodied and dripping down from above.
Scorching blood from above it and it melted
وأَضرَمُواand they kindled النَّارَthe fire خُشباناًlogs مُقَطَّعةًchopped
وأَضرَمُوا النَّارَ خُشباناً مُقَطَّعةً
سَعِيرُهاits blaze بِسَفافِيدِaround the spits of الحَشَاthe entrails اشَتَعَلاflared
سَعِيرُها بِسَفافِيدِ الحَشَا اشَتَعَلا
And they kindled the fire with chopped logs,
And they ignited the cut up firewood
its blaze flaring around the spits of entrails.
Its blaze with kindling flames ignited
حتَّىuntil إِذاwhen ذَابَتِmelted الأَفخاذُthe thighs واجتعَلُواand took as their share
حتَّى إِذا ذَابَتِ الأَفخاذُ واجتعَلُوا
باقيthe remainder of الحَشاthe entrails اقتسَمُواthey shared out اللَّحمَthe meat الذيthat فَضَلاremained
باقي الحَشا اقتسَمُوا اللَّحمَ الذي فَضَلا
When at last the thighs had melted and they had taken
Until the thighs melted and they shared
the remaining entrails as their portion, they divided the meat left over.
The rest of the meat that remained
ثُمَّthen اشتَوَوهُthey roasted it وهَبُّواand they sprang up للطَّعامto the meal ولمand not
ثُمَّ اشتَوَوهُ وهَبُّوا للطَّعام ولم
يَكُنwas بِهِمamong them قطُّever شاكٍone complaining لمdid not يَنَلreceive جُعَلاa portion
يَكُن بِهِم قطُّ شاكٍ لم يَنَل جُعَلا
Then they roasted it and set to the meal, and not
Then they distributed it and dove into the food and were not
one among them could complain of receiving no share.
Ever doubtful that one did not get a share
لماwhen اكتَفَواthey had their fill قامrose نَسطُورُNestor الوَقُورُthe venerable علىon الthe
لما اكتَفَوا قام نَسطُورُ الوَقُورُ على ال
أَقدَامfeet مُنتَصِباًstanding upright بالقَولِin speech مُرتَجِلاextemporaneously
أَقدَام مُنتَصِباً بالقَولِ مُرتَجِلا
When they had eaten their fill, venerable Nestor rose to his
When they were full, dignified Nestor stood
feet, standing upright, and spoke extemporaneously:
On his feet, improvising his words
أَترِيذُAtreides مَولىlord of المَوَاليthe lords فَلنَهُبَّso let us rise إِلىto
أَترِيذُ مَولى المَوَالي فَلنَهُبَّ إِلى
فِعلٍa deed يُخَوِّلُناentrusts to us الرَّبُّthe Lord الذِيwho فَعَلاhas acted
فِعلٍ يُخَوِّلُنا الرَّبُّ الذِي فَعَلا
Atreides, lord of lords, then let us rise to
My master's boy so let us rush
a deed the Lord, who has acted, entrusts to us.
To a deed that makes the Lord who did, permit us
لِتَهِتفَنَّlet them surely call out دُعَاةُthe heralds of الحَربِwar جامِعةًgathering
لِتَهِتفَنَّ دُعَاةُ الحَربِ جامِعةً
لدَىbeside السفَّائنِthe ships أَبطالَthe heroes of الوَغَىbattle عَجَلاswiftly
لدَى السفَّائنِ أَبطالَ الوَغَى عَجَلا
Let the heralds of war cry out, gathering
So that the war callers collectively cry
the heroes of battle swiftly beside the ships;
By the ships the heroes of havoc hurriedly
ولنجَرِيَنَّand let us surely run جَمِيعاًall together نَحوَtoward فَيلَقِهمtheir host
ولنجَرِيَنَّ جَمِيعاً نَحوَ فَيلَقِهم
نَهِيجُwe stir up فِتنَةَthe strife of رَبِّthe god of الحَربِwar والجَذَلاand exultation
نَهِيجُ فِتنَةَ رَبِّ الحَربِ والجَذَلا
and let us all run toward their host,
And we all run towards their troops
rousing the war-god's strife and exultation.
Inciting the sedition of the Lord of war and valor