ألِمَّا بأَشْلاء العُلى والمَكَارِمِ

تُقَدُّ بأَطْرَافِ القَنَا والصَّوَارِمِ

When the noble heroes were led forth with spears

As their steeds were urged on with slender swords,

وعُوجا عَلَيها مأْرَباً وَحفَاوَةً

مَصَارِعَ غَصَّتْ بالطُّلى والجَماجِمِ

And bent over them was a tribe from Ma'rib, and Khaulan,

Whose battlefields were strewn with skulls and bodies,

نُحَيِّي وُجُوهاً في الجِنَانِ وَجيهَةً

بمَا لَقِيَتْ حُمْراً وُجُوهَ المَلاحِمِ

We salute the venerable faces in Paradise

Which met red death in the heat of battle,

وَأجْسَادَ إيمانٍ كَساها نَجيعُهَا

مَجاسِدَ منْ نَسْجِ الظُّبَى واللهاذِمِ

And the bodies of faith which were all clothed

In the raiment of stallions charging in attack,

مُكَرَّمَةٌ حَتَّى عَنِ الدّفْنِ في الثَّرَى

وَما يُكْرِمُ الرَّحْمَنُ غَيْرَ الأَكَارِمِ

They were honored even in burial in the earth

For God honors none but the noblest of men,

هُمُ القَوْمُ رَاحُوا للشَّهادَةِ فاغْتَدَوا

وَما لَهُم في فَوْزِهِم مِنْ مُقَاوِمِ

They are the people who went forth unto martyrdom, and so they attained it,

And none could resist them in their victory,

تَسَاقَوْا كُؤُوسَ الْمَوْتِ في حَوْمَةِ الوَغَى

فَمَالَتْ بِهمْ مَيْلَ الغُصونِ النَّواعِمِ

They sipped from cups of death in the tumult of battle,

So they inclined to it gently, like the swaying branches.

مَضَوْا في سَبيلِ اللَّهِ قُدْماً كَأنَّما

يَطِيرُونَ في إقْدَامِهِمْ بقَوادِمِ

They went forth in God's cause as though they were flying

In their daring, on the backs of racing steeds,

يَرَوْنَ جِوَارَ اللَّهِ أكْرَمَ مَغْنَمٍ

كَذَاكَ جِوارُ اللَّهِ أسْنَى المَغانِمِ

They see nearness to God as the greatest spoils -

Thus is nearness to God the finest gain -

عَظَائِمُ رامُوها فَخَاضُوا لِنَيْلها

ولا رَوْعَ يَثْنيهِم صُدُورَ العَظَائِمِ

Sublime goals they sought, and plunged in to attain them,

While no fear could deter their valiant hearts,

وهَانَ عَلَيْهِم أنْ تَكُونَ لُحُودُهُم

مُتُونَ الرَّوابِي أو بُطُونَ التَّهائِمِ

And they cared not if their bodies fed the beasts

Or lay in the bellies of wild animals.

أَلا بِأبِي تِلكَ الوُجُوه سَوَاهِماً

وَإنْ كُنَّ عِنْدَ اللَّهِ غَيْرَ سوَاهِمِ

Nay! By the Father of those youths, singling them out -

Though with God they are no different than others -

عَفا حُسْنُها إلا بَقايَا مَبَاسِمٍ

يَعِزُّ عَليْنا وَطْؤُها بالمَنَاسِمِ

Only the remnants of their smiles remain

Which we find too painful to behold,

وسُؤْرُ أسَاريرٍ تُنيرُ طَلاقَةً

فَتَكْسِفُ أنوارَ النُّجومِ العَواتِمِ

And the splendor of their radiant faces

That outshone the glowing stars at night,

لَئِنْ وَكَفَتْ فيها العُيونُ سَحَائِباً

فَعَنْ بَارِقَاتٍ لُحْنَ مِنْها لِشَائِمِ

Were the clouds to withhold rain from those faces

Flashes of lightning would scold the miserly skies,

ويَا بِأبِي تلْكَ الجُسوم نَواحِلاً

بإِجْرائِها نَحْوَ الأجُورِ الجَسائِمِ

And O Father of those bodies, slender as gazelles

Racing with purpose to earn great reward -

تَغَلْغَلَ فيها كُلُّ أسْمَرَ ذَابلٍ

وجَدَّلَ منْها كُلَّ أبْيَضَ نَاعِمِ

In them the dark-skinned and fair dissolved together

And braided as one, the rugged with the smooth,

فَلا يُبْعِدِ اللَّهُ الذينَ تَقَرَّبُوا

إلَيهِ بإِهْدَاءِ النُّفوسِ الكَرائِمِ

So may God not distance those who drew near

By sacrificing lives most precious,

مَواقِفُ أبْرارٍ قَضَوْا مِنْ جِهَادِهِمْ

حُقُوقاً عَلَيْهِمْ كَالفُرُوضِ اللوازِمِ

They are stops of righteous men who fulfilled with their striving

Obligations that were like ordained duties,

أصيبُوا وكانُوا في العِبَادَةِ أُسْوَةً

شَبَاباً وشيباً بالغَوَاشِي الغَوَاشِمِ

Afflicted while they were exemplars of worship

Youth and elders, at dawn and eve,

فَعَامِلُ رُمْحٍ دُقَّ في صَدْرِ عامِلٍ

وقَائِمُ سَيْفٍ قَرَّ في رَأسِ قَائِمِ

So the spear-bearer lies pierced in the chest by a spear-bearer

And the swordsman lies beheaded by a swordsman.

وَيا رُبَّ صَوَّامِ الهَواجِرِ وَاصِلٍ

هُنَالِكَ مَصْرومُ الحَياةِ بصَارِمِ

O Lord of vigils by night, and selfless giving at noon,

There life was cut short by the blades of swords,

ومُنْقِذ عَانٍ في الأَداهِمِ راسِفٍ

يَنُوءُ بِرِجْلَيْ راسِفٍ في الأداهِمِ

The rescuer of the weak lay fallen into the fray

Toppled in the midst of the battle's rage,

أَضَاعَهُم يَوْمَ الخَميسِ حِفاظُهُم

وكَرهُمُ في المَأزَقِ المُتَلاحِمِ

They were lost on that fateful Thursday when they lost

Their comrades, and met their end in the deadly trap,

سَقَى اللَّهُ أَشْلاءً بِسَفْحِ أَنِيشَةٍ

سَوَافِحَ تُزْجِيها ثِقَالُ الغَمائِمِ

God watered their mangled limbs on the plain of Anishah

With downpours from heavily laden clouds,

وصَلَّى عَلَيها أنْفُساً طَابَ ذِكْرُها

فَطَيَّبَ أنْفَاسَ الرِّيَاحِ النَّواسِمِ

And He prayed upon them, souls whose mention is blessed,

Sweetening thereby the gales that blow soft,

لقَد صَبروا فيها كِراما وصَابَرُوا

فَلا غَرْو أن فَازُوا بِصَفْو المكَارِمِ

They showed patience - and such patience! - therein, and we can only

Respond by letting fall our eyelids and biting our lips,

وما بَذَلُوا إلا نُفُوساً نَفِيسَةً

تَحِنُّ إلى الأُخْرَى حَنِينَ الرَّوائِمِ

I have spent the nights in darkness on their account, as though I am

Wounded by spears or bitten by snakes,

ولا فارَقوا والمَوْتُ يُتْلِعُ جِيدَهُ

بِحَيْثُ التَقَى الجَمْعَانِ صِدْقَ العَزائِمِ

I consort with ever-growing anguish, not tiring,

And meet with the most prolific weeping, not bored,

بِعَيْشِكَ طَارِحْنِي الحَدِيثَ عن التي

أُراجَعُ فيها بالدُّمُوعِ السَّوَاجِمِ

I gaze upon the radiant stars, sleepless,

Yet they set away from me, slumbering,

وَما هِيَ إِلا غادِياتُ فَجائِعٍ

تُعَبِّرُ عَنْها رَائِحاتُ مآثِمِ

I complain unto the days of their evil works,

But my complaint is to one who lacks mercy.

جَلائِلُ دَقَّ الصّبْرُ فيها فَلَمْ نُطِقْ

سِوَى غَضِّ أجْفانٍ وعَضِّ أبَاهِمِ

Calamities whose blows have rendered patience limp,

And tribulations have come one after another.

أَبِيتُ لَها تَحْتَ الظَّلامِ كَأَنَّنِي

رَمِيُّ نِصَالٍ أو لَديغُ أراقِمِ

Even if the Sultan were to soothe my burning anguish,

I would still freely choose the gloom of wild beasts,

أُغازِلُ مِنْ بَرْحِ الأَسى غَيْرَ بَارِحٍ

وأَصْحَبُ مِنْ سامِي البُكَا غَيْرَ سائِمِ

But what Sultan is there for me, who might cheer me

With a cup of wine circled by songs?

وأَعْقدُ بالنَّجْمِ المُشَرِّق نَاظِري

فَيَغْرُب عَنِّي سَاهِراً غَيْرَ نَائِمِ

Among the sand dunes and meadows are maidens

Whose scent has mingled with the pleasant breeze,

وأَشْكُو إِلى الأيامِ سُوءَ صَنِيعِها

ولَكِنَّها شَكْوى إِلى غَيْرِ رَاحِمِ

The stalwarts wept for them as they exerted themselves fully,

But none shares in kindness save the equally kind.

وَهَيْهاتَ هَيْهاتَ العَزَاءُ ودُونَهُ

قَواصِمُ شَتَّى أرْدِفَتْ بِقَواصِمِ

I poured upon them copious tears, crimson and flowing,

As though hands had scattered rubies and pearls,

ولَوْ بَرَّدَ السُّلْوانُ حَرَّ جَوانِحِي

لآثَرْتُ عَنْ طَوْعٍ سُلُوَّ البَهائِمِ

And I joined the bereaved women, sleepless with elegy,

Who stir the most delicate leaves at night,

وَمَنْ لِي بسُلْوان يَحُلُّ مُنَفِّراً

بِجاثٍ مِن الأَرْزاءِ حَوْليَ جاثِمِ

And I shared in carrying the bier with their people -

But none bears goodness like those who bear it too.

وبَيْنَ الثَّنايَا والْمَخَارِمِ رِمَّةٌ

سَرَى في الثَّنايا طِيبُها والمَخَارِمِ

So alas for the religion whose wound festers!

And whose remedy is not seized by a decisive healer,

بَكَتْها المَعَالي والْمَعَالِمُ جهدَها

فَلَهْفَ المَعَالِي بَعْدَها والمَعَالِمِ

And alas for knowledge, whose hills lie barren!

Its pillars fallen and its foundations destroyed!

سَعيدٌ صَعيدٌ لَمْ تَرُمْهُ قَرَارَة

وأعْظمْ بِها وَسْطَ العِظامِ الرّمائِمِ

The bearer of the legacy of the line of Ya'rub has died,

And the protector of the guidance of the Chosen Hashimi,

كَأَنَّ دَماً أذْكَى أَديم تُرَابِها

وقَدْ مَازَجَتْهُ الرّيحُ مِسْكُ اللطائِمِ

The guiding planet has set, so the morning is darkened,

And we grope confusedly in a night of overwhelming ignorance,

يَشُقُّ علَى الإسْلامِ إسْلامُ مِثْلِها

إلَى خَامِعَاتٍ بِالفلا وقَشَاعِمِ

And the hopes of the listeners are ruined by his death,

As he willed on that terrible, momentous day.

كَأَنْ لَمْ تَبِتْ يَغْشَى السُّراةُ قِبَابَها

ويَرْعَى حِماها الصِّيدُ رَعْيَ السَّوائِمِ

What brilliance has set, never to rise?!

What glory has vanished, never to return?!

سَفَحْتُ عَلَيْهَا الدّمْعَ أحْمَرَ وارِساً

كَمَا نَثَرَ الياقُوتَ أيْدِي النَّواظِمِ

Peace upon the world, now that it lacks

The living presence of Suleiman bin Musa bin Salem!

وَسامَرْتُ فيها الباكِياتِ نَوادِباً

يُؤَرِّقْنَ تَحْتَ الليْلِ وُرْقَ الحَمَائِمِ

Without him, is there any joy left in my life,

When sorrows have overwhelmed me like an advancing army?

وَقاسَمْتُ فِي حَمْلِ الرّزِيَّة قَوْمَها

ولَيْسَ قَسيمُ البرِّ غَيْرَ المُقاسِمِ

So here I am, fearing the times of war,

When once in times of peace I was secure!

فَوا أسَفَا للدِّينِ أعْضَلَ دَاؤُهُ

وأَيْأَسَ مِنْ آسٍ لِمَسْرَاهُ حَاسِمِ

O brother of might, mature and young!

His peers range from agreeable to stubborn.

وَيا أَسَفا لِلْعِلْمِ أقْوَت رُبوعُهُ

وأصْبَحَ مَهْدُودَ الذُّرَى والدَّعائِمِ

He was matchless in his knowledge and excellence,

And for one so lofty, it suffices that he is a knowing celestial body,

قَضَى حَامِلُ الآثارِ مِنْ آلِ يَعْربٍ

وَحامِي هُدى المُخْتارِ مِن آلِ هاشِمِ

His resting place was above the heights, his visions expansive,

His gifts outpoured before the tying of amulets,

خَبا الكَوْكَبُ الوَقَّادُ إذْ مَتَعَ الضُّحَى

لِنَخْبطَ في لَيْلٍ مِنَ الجَهْلِ فاحِمِ

His reach is far, his path cannot be obscured -

Once resolved, his magic overwhelms like a firm spell,

وَخابَتْ مَساعِي السامِعينَ حَديثَه

كَما شاءَ يَوْم الحادِثِ المُتَفَاقِمِ

His speech is smooth and gently rounded,

Yet if you shoot at it you meet rugged precipices.

فَأَيُّ بَهاءٍ غارَ لَيْسَ بِطالِعٍ

وأَيُّ سَناءٍ غابَ ليسَ بِقادِمِ

He has a sorcery of eloquence that surpasses all speakers,

Leaving them humiliated and regretful.

سَلامٌ علَى الدُّنْيا إِذا لَم يَلُح بِها

مُحَيَّا سُلَيْمَانَ بْنِ موسى بن سالِمِ

Neither meadow, graced with his flowing pearls of dew,

Nor chilling hailstones can match him.

وهَلْ في حَياتي مُتْعَةٌ بعدَ مَوْتِهِ

وَقَد أسْلَمَتْنِي للدَّواهِي الدَّواهِمِ

With the most wondrous beauty in his writings

Penned by his pen in the finest calligraphy,

فَهَا أَنا ذَا في خَوْفِ دَهْرٍ مُحَارِبٍ

وكُنْتُ بِهِ في أمْنِ دَهرٍ مُسَالِمِ

A Yemeni, his gifts were nurtured

To completeness before the tying of protective charms

أَخو العِزَّةِ القَعْساء كَهْلاً وَيافِعاً

وأكْفاؤُهُ مَا بَيْنَ راضٍ وَراغِمِ

He pleases palace assemblies in every scene

And looks handsome at the time of festivals,

تَفَرَّدَ بِالعَلْياءِ عِلْماً وسُؤْدَدا

وحَسْبُكَ مِنْ عالٍ عَلى الشُّهْبِ عالِمِ

His unique traits proliferate in the immensities of splendor,

Like the perfection of virtues or the beauty of resistance.

مُعَرَّسُه فَوْقَ السُّهى ومَقِيلُهُ

ومَوْرِدُهُ قَبْلَ النُّسورِ الحَوائِمِ

Curse on a stumbling time that broke his might

With a misfortune that befell his glorious state!

بَعيدٌ مَداهُ لا يُشَقُّ غُبارُهُ

إِذا فَاهَ فاضَ السِّحْرُ ضَرْبةَ لازِمِ

He was called to the Abode of Peace, to its hospitality -

At it the maidens cry `Oh, the caller! Oh, the called!'

يُقَوِّضُ مِنه كُلَّ نادٍ ومنْبَرٍ

إلَى ناجِحٍ مَسْعاهُ في كُلِّ ناجِمِ

But he came to it guided, not turning back,

Seeking God's welcome, everlasting,

مَتَى صادَمَ الخَطْبَ المُلِمَّ بِخُطْبَةٍ

كَفَى صادِماً مِنْهُ بأكْبَر صادِمِ

As leader of the religion or pillar of the state -

His work was completed, no critic could blame him,

لَهُ مَنْطِقٌ سَهْلُ النَّواحي قَريبُها

فَإْن رُمْتَه ألْفَيْتَ صَعْبَ الشَكَائِمِ

And if his jealous enemies find fault in him,

Does not the beautiful always have those who blame her?

وسِحْرَ بَيَانٍ فاتَ كُلَّ مُفَوَّهٍ

فباتَ عَلَيه قارِعاً سِنَّ نادِمِ

By your life! His affliction among the enemies does not wear away,

Though the heroes have dragged the hem of defeat!

وَمَا الرّوْضُ حَلاهُ بِجَوْهَرِهِ النَّدَى

ولا البُرْدُ وَشَّتْهُ أكُفُّ الرّوَاقِمِ

By Allah, none forgets his stance in battle

Save a denier who hides the radiance of glory!

بِأبْدَع حُسْناً من صَحائِفِهِ التِي

تُسَيِّرُها أقْلامُهُ في الأَقالِمِ

You met catastrophe with a beaming face,

So blessings be upon your beaming face at the catastrophe!

يَمَانٍ كلاعِيٌّ نَماهُ إلى العُلَى

تَمامٌ حَواهُ قَبْلَ عَقْدِ التَّمائِمِ

And you were protected until you attained the highest paradise,

So you won the fragments of bliss, the spoils of the victorious.

يَرُوقُ رُواقَ المُلْكِ في كُلِّ مَشْهَدٍ

ويَحْسُنُ وَسْماً في وُجوهِ المَواسِمِ

You had your fill of happy life or martyrdom -

You saw nothing else as sinful deeds.

وَيَكْثُرُ أعْلامَ البَسيطَةِ وَحْدَهُ

كَمَالَ مَعَالٍ أو جَمالَ مقَاوِمِ

You attained the Gardens of Bliss and everlasting,

Were a dweller in al-Thurayya before it and its bliss.

لَعاً لِزَمانٍ عاثِرٍ من جَلالِهِ

بِواقٍ منَ الجُلَّى أُصيبَ بوَاقِمِ

You did not cease to live in satisfaction or die a martyr -

The best of the two abodes for the God-fearing without end.

مُنادىً إلى دارِ السَّلام مُنادِمٍ

بِها الحُورُ واهاً لِلْمُنادِي المُنادِمِ

O you whose place is solicitude, who is sufficient ransom

From our masters? Every servant of yours!

أَتاهُ رَداهُ مُقْبِلاً غَيْرَ مُدْبِرٍ

لِيَحْظَى بِإقْبالٍ مِنَ اللَّهِ دائِمِ

O you whose work is sealed with victory - know that

Only deeds are considered in the final judgment.

إِماماً لِدين أو قِواماً لِدَوْلَةٍ

تَقَضَّى ولَم تَلْحَقْهُ لَوْمَةُ لائِمِ

Congratulations for what is beautiful from God!

It shades every devout one, permanently.

وإنْ عابَهُ حُسَّادُهُ شَرقاً بهِ

فلَم تَعْدَمِ الحَسنَاءُ ذاماً لِذائِمِ

I find that you do not slow your rage against

Any roar I cure through ceaseless perseverance,

فَيَا أيُّها المَخدومُ عالٍ مَحَلُّهُ

فِدىً لكَ من سَاداتِنا كُلُّ خادِمِ

Nor after today do you promise a gift

Of sleep to transport me to the state of the dreamer.

ويا أيُّها المَخْتُومُ بالفَوْزِ سَعْيُهُ

ألا إنَّما الأعْمَالُ حُسْنُ الخَواتِمِ

How quickly you pulled away, fleeing,

And traveled the paths you blazed, not following others!

هَنِيئاً لَكَ الحُسْنَى منَ اللَّهِ إنَّها

لِكُلِّ تَقِيٍّ خيمُهُ غَيْرُ خَائِمِ

You left behind one who hopes for your defense, in despair

Of victory during calamities overwhelming,

تَبَوَّأْتَ جَنَّاتِ النَّعيمِ وَلَمْ تَزَلْ

نَزيلَ الثُّرَيَّا قَبْلَهَا والنَّعَائِمِ

As though, for my deep sorrows, beyond consolation

Were the attacks of adversaries relentlessly invading,

وَلَمْ تَألُ عَيْشاً رَاضِياً أَو شَهادَةً

تَرَى مَا عَدَاها مِنْ عِدَادِ المَآثِمِ

I lost you - none can equal you if present! -

So farewell glory of the absent and disgrace of loss!

لَعَمْرُكَ ما يُبْلَى بَلاؤُكَ في العِدَى

وَقَدْ جَرَّتِ الأَبْطَالُ ذَيْلَ الهَزَائِمِ

I sought you - unattainable is your abode! -

Who seeks the like of you but the blameworthy?!

وَتاللَّهِ لا يَنْسَ مَقَامَكَ في الوَغَى

سِوَى جاحِدٍ نُورَ الغَزالَةِ كاتِمِ

My heart is wounded, its sickness incurable,

Unlike one whose heart is reconciled to your loss,

لَقِيتُ الرَّدَى في الرَّوْعِ جَذْلانَ بَاسِماً

فبُورِكْتَ من جَذْلانَ في الرَّوْعِ بَاسِمِ

I have an ardent longing to meet you

That tosses me about atop the waves of emotion,

وحُمْتَ عَلى الفِرْدَوسِ حَتَّى وَرَدْتَهُ

فَفُزْتَ بأَشتَاتِ المُنَى فَوْزَ غَانِمِ

By Allah, your memory in my heart eternally

Remains, not the memory of one immoral!

أجِدّكَ لا تَثْنِي عَنَاناً لأَوْبَةٍ

أُداوِي بِها بَرْحَ الغَليلِ المُدَاوِمِ

If there were room in my heart for solace

I would be solaced - but no consolation for the distraught!

وَلا أَنْتَ بَعْدَ اليَوْمِ واعِدَ هَبَّةٍ

مِنَ النَّوم تَحْذُوني إلى حالِ حالِمِ

I wrong you if I do not fulfill your boons in full,

But one like me does not wrong in its like!

لَسُرْعانَ مَا قَوَّضْتَ رَحْلَكَ ظاعِناً

وَسِرْتَ عَلى غَيْرِ النَّواجِي الرَّواسِمِ

Loyalty demands of me the utmost with regards to you,

I have preserved it, honoring those days.

وخَلَّفْتَ مَنْ يَرْجُو دِفَاعَكَ يَائِساً

مِنَ النَّصْرِ أَثْنَاءَ الخُطُوبِ الضَّوَائِمِ

I weep for a beloved in the wild, as Ziyad wept

For a grave between Basra and Jasim,

كأنِّيَ لِلأَشْجَانِ فَوْقَ هَوَاجِرٍ

بِما عاَدَنِي مِنْ عادِياتٍ هَوَاجِمِ

And I wish that eulogizers would excel me

In glorifying Qais ibn al-Asim.

عَدِمْتُكَ مَوْجوداً يَعِزُّ نَظِيرُهُ

فيا عِزَّ مَعْدُومٍ ويا هُونَ عَادِمِ

With these elegies I have carried out their custom,

Contributing the effort of one who shares,

ورُمْتُكَ مَطْلُوباً فَأَعْيا مَنَالهُ

وكيفَ بِما أَعْيا مَنالاً لِرائِمِ

So extend to them a hand that receives

And press to them a mouth that is silent.

وإنِّي لَمَحْزُونُ الفُؤَادِ صَديعُهُ

خِلافاً لِسَالٍ قَلْبُهُ عَنْك سالِمِ

وَعِنْدِي إلى لُقْيَاكَ شَوْقٌ مُبَرِّحٌ

طَوَانِيَ مِنْ حَامي الجَوى فَوْقَ جَاحِمِ

وَفي خَلَدِي واللَّهِ ثكلك خالِدٌ

أَلِيَّةَ بَرٍّ لا ألِيَّةَ آثِمِ

ولَوْ أنَّ في قلْبِي مَكاناً لِسَلْوَةٍ

سَلَوْتُ ولَكِنْ لا سُلُوَّ لِهَائِمِ

ظَلَمْتُكَ إنْ لَمْ أقْضِ نُعْمَاكَ حَقَّهَا

ومِثْلِيَ في أمْثَالِهَا غَيْرُ ظَالِمِ

يُطَالِبُنِي فيكَ الوَفَاءُ بِغَايَةٍ

سَمَوْتُ لَها حِفْظاً لِتِلْكَ المَوَاسِمِ

وأَبكِي لِشِلْوٍ بالعَرَاءِ كَمَا بَكَى

زِيادٌ لِقَبْرٍ بَيْنَ بُصْرَى وجاسِمِ

وأعْبَدُ أن يَمْتَازَ دُونِيَ عَبْدَةٌ

بِعَلْيَاءَ في تأْبِينِ قَيْسِ بْنِ عَاصِمِ

وَهَذِي المَراثِي قَد وَفَيْتُ بِرَسْمِهَا

مُسهمَةً جُهْدَ الوَفِيِّ المُسَاهِمِ

فَمُدَّ إلَيْهَا رافِعاً يَد قابِلٍ

أكَبَّ عَلَيها خَافِضاً فَمَ لاثِمِ