أَيُّ رُكنٍ وَهى مِنَ العُلَماءِ
أَيُّ نَجمٍ هَوى مِنَ العَلياءِ
What a pillar among the scholars has given way!
What a star has fallen from the heights!
إِنَّ رُزءَ الإِسلامِ بِالحافِظِ العا
لِمِ أَمسى مِن أَعظَم الأَرزاءِ
Indeed, Islam's loss of the learned master of hadith
has become one of the greatest calamities.
أَقفَرَت بَعدَهُ رُبوعُ الأَحادي
ثِ وَأَقوت مَعالِمُ الأَنباءِ
After him, the dwellings of the traditions became deserted,
and the landmarks of transmitted accounts stood empty.
أَيُّها المُبتَغي لَهُ الدَهرَ مِثلاً
أَتُرَجّي تعانق العَنقاءِ
O you who seek his equal throughout time,
do you hope to embrace the Anqa?
كانَ ناديهِ كَالرِياضِ إِذا ما
ضَحِكَ النَورُ عَن بُكا الأَنداءِ
His gathering-place was like gardens when
the blossoms smiled through the dew's weeping.
كانَ حَبراً يَقري مَسامِعَنا مِن
أَسوَدِ الحِبرِ أَبيَضَ الآراءِ
He was a scholar who fed our ears, from
black ink, the whiteness of his insights.
كانَ بَحراً مَن عامَ فيهِ حَباهُ
بِاللآلي الأَنيقَةِ اللآلاءِ
He was a sea that bestowed upon whoever swam in it
exquisite, gleaming pearls.
كانَ مِن أَعلَمِ الأَنامِ بِأَسما
ءِ رِجالِ الحَديثِ وَالعُلَماءِ
He was among mankind's most learned in the names
of hadith transmitters and scholars.
فَهيَ مِن بَعدُ في المَهارِقِ كَالأف
عالِ إِذ عُرِّيَت مِنَ الأَسماءِ
So henceforth, on the parchments, they are like verbs
when stripped of nouns.
كانَ مِن وَصمَةِ التَغَيُّرِ وَالتَّص
حيفِ أَمناً لِخابِطِ العَشواءِ
Against the blemish of alteration and misreading, he was
a safeguard for anyone stumbling blindly.
كانَ في دينِهِ قَوِيّاً قَويماً
ثابِتاً في الضَرّاءِ وَالسَرّاءِ
In his faith he was strong and upright,
steadfast in adversity and prosperity.
كانَ عَلّامَةً وَنَسّابَةً لَم
يَخفَ عَنهُ شَيءٌ مِنَ الأَشياءِ
He was a great scholar and genealogist; never
was anything whatsoever hidden from him.
يا لَها مِن مُصيبَةٍ صَمّاء
لَم يَحِد سَهمها عَنِ الإِصماءِ
Oh, what a crushing calamity,
whose arrow never swerved from a fatal strike!
هَدَمَت ذِروَة المَعالي وَوارَت
جَسَدَ المَجدِ في ثَرى الغَبراءِ
It demolished the summit of lofty virtues and buried
the body of glory in the dust of the earth.
قَد أَرانا سَريرُهُ كَيفَ كانَت
قَبلُ تُجلى أَسِرَّةُ الأَنبِياءِ
His bier showed us how
the prophets' biers were once displayed.
سَيَّرَت نَعشَهُ المُلوكُ وَأَملا
كُ السَّمَواتِ بِالبُكا وَالدُعاءِ
His bier was borne onward by kings and angels
of the heavens, with weeping and prayer.
وَاِمتَرى حُزنُهُ مَدامِعَ أَهلِ ال
أَرضِ حَتّى جَرَت دُموعُ السَماءِ
And grief for him drew tears from the eyes of the people
of earth, until heaven's tears flowed.
حَسبُهُ أَنَّهُ بِهِ اِستُسقِيَ الغَي
ثُ فَجادَت بِهِ يَدُ الأَنواءِ
Enough honor for him that rain was sought through him,
so the hand of the rain-bringing stars gave it freely.
نَعَشَ اللَهُ نَعشَهُ وَسَقاهُ
رَحمَةً بِالغَمامَةِ الوَطفاءِ
May God uplift his bier and water him
with mercy through the rain-laden cloud.
قَد وَدَدنا أَنَّ العُيونَ اِستَهَلَّت
عِوَض الدَمعِ بَعدَهُ بِالدِماءِ
We wished that the eyes had poured forth,
after him, blood instead of tears.
وَلِتِلكَ الدُموعُ كانَت نَجيعاً
قَصَرَتهُ حَرارَةُ الأَحشاءِ
And for those eyes, the tears were blood,
bleached by the heat of the entrails.
وَلَقَد قَرَّتِ الأَعادي عُيوناً
طالَما أُغفِيَت عَلى الأَقذاءِ
And the enemies' eyes have indeed found comfort,
though long they had slept with grit in them.
كَم بِهِ جُرِّعَ العَدوُّ ذَعافاً
مِن أَفاويقِ البُؤسِ وَالبَأساءِ
How often, through him, the enemy was made to swallow deadly poison
from draughts of misery and hardship!
لَم يَزَل يَرغَمُ العَدُوَّ وَيَسعى
رافِلاً في مَطارِفِ النعماءِ
He never ceased to humble the enemy and go about
trailing the bordered cloaks of prosperity.
مَن يَكُن شامِتاً فَلِلمَوتِ بِأَسٌ
لَيسَ يُثنَى بِالعِزَّةِ القَعساءِ
Whoever may gloat—death has a force
that unassailable power cannot turn aside.
وَلَهُ وَثبَةٌ تذَلُّ لَها أُس
دُ الشَرى وَالجُيوشُ في الهَيجاءِ
It has a leap before which are humbled the lions
of al-Shara and armies in battle.
مَن يَمُت فَلَيمُت مَماتَ أَبي القا
سِمِ عَن عِفَّةٍ وَطيبِ ثَناءِ
Whoever dies, let him die as Abu al-Qasim died,
in chastity and with fair praise.
كَم حَوى لَحدُهُ مِنَ العِلمِ وَالحِل
مِ وَكَم ضمَّ مِن سَناً وَسَناءِ
How much learning and forbearance his grave held,
and how much radiance and eminence it enclosed!
إِن يَكُن في المَوتى يُعَدُّ فَقَد خَل
لَفَ عِلماً أَبقاهُ في الأَحياءِ
If he is counted among the dead, he has left
knowledge that has kept him among the living.
مودِعٌ في سَوادِ كُلِّ فُؤادٍ
بِتَصانيفِهِ بَياضَ وَلاءِ
He deposits in the blackness of every heart,
through his writings, the whiteness of devotion.
وَإِلَيهِ تُنمى بَنوهُ وَطيبُ ال
أَصلِ مُستَأزَرٌ بِطيبِ الجَناءِ
And his sons trace their descent to him; the goodness
of the root is strengthened by the goodness of its fruit.
لَكُمُ يا بَني عَساكِرَ بَيتٌ
سامِقٌ في ذُرى العُلى وَالعَلاءِ
You, O sons of Asakir, have a house
towering upon the summits of nobility and exaltation.
لَم يَزَل مُنجِباً أَبوكُم فَما بُش
شِرَ إِلّا بِالسادَةِ النُجَباءِ
Your father ever begot noble sons; he was never given tidings
except of noble, distinguished lords.
وَلَكُم في الأَنامِ صيتٌ رَفيعٌ
مُشرِفٌ فَوقَ قِمَّةِ الجَوزاءِ
And you have among mankind a lofty renown,
towering above the summit of al-Jawza.
فَتَعَزَّوا عَنهُ بِصَبرٍ وَإِن كا
نَ مَضى بِاِصطِبارِنا وَالعَزاءِ
So console yourselves for him with patience, though he
departed, taking our endurance and consolation with him.
نَحنُ نَبكي عَلَيهِ حُزناً وَكَم قَد
صافَحَتهُ في اللَحدِ مِن حَوراءِ
We weep for him in sorrow; yet many
a houri has clasped his hand in the grave!
يا أَبا عُذرِ كُلِّ مَعنىً رَقيقٍ
جَلَّ قَدراً كَالدُرَّةِ العَذراءِ
O first unveiler of every delicate meaning,
exalted in worth like an unpierced pearl!
صَبرُنا يا اِبنَ بَجدَةِ العِلمِ أَمسى
عَنكَ مُستَصعِباً شَديدَ الإِباءِ
Our patience, O master of learning, has become,
at your loss, intractable and fiercely defiant.
عُلَماءُ البِلادِ حَلَّت حُباها
لَكَ يا مَن عَمَّ الوَرى بِالحِباءِ
The scholars of the lands have loosened their knee-bands
for you, O you who lavished gifts on all mankind.
ما عَسى أَن نَقولَ فيكَ وَقَد فا
تَت أَياديكَ جُملَةَ الإِحصاءِ
What could we possibly say of you, when
your benefactions have already exceeded all reckoning?
أَنتَ أَعلى مِن أَن تُعَدَّ بِوَصفٍ
بلَغَتهُ بَلاغَةُ البُلَغاءِ
You are too exalted to be measured by any description
attained by the eloquence of the eloquent.
أَنتَ أَولى بِأَن تُرَثّيكَ حَتّى
يُبعَثَ الخَلقُ أَلسُنُ الشُعَراءِ
You most deserve to be mourned in verse—until
creation is raised—by the tongues of poets.
فَعَلَيكَ السَلامُ ما لاحَ وَج ال
صُبحِ مِن تَحت طُرَّةٍ سَوداءِ
So peace be upon you whenever the face
of dawn shines beneath a black forelock.
وَسَقى التُربَةَ الَّتي غِبتَ فيها
كُلُّ جَونٍ وَديمَةٍ هطلاءِ
And may the soil in which you are hidden be watered
by every dark cloud and every steady downpour.
Sol 6.1