Poems
- ألا هبلت أم الذين غدوا بهLo, may the mother of those who set out with him in the morning be bereft—
- إني أتتني لسان ما أسر بهاA report has reached me that brings me no joy,
- تردى بثصوب الكبر نوكاً وضلةHe stoops in old age like a bending branch,
- فدى لك نفسي إذ تركت ابن جارمMay my soul be your ransom, for you left Ibn Jārim
- قنابل من قحطان لم يرَ مثلهمBombs from Qahtan the likes of whom were never seen
- لعمري لقد حفت معاذة ضيفهاBy my life, Muʿādhah indeed tended her guest,
- وأعرض مياس يمر بفارسAnd swaggering, he turned aside, passing by a horseman;
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