Sirat Ibn Hisham 1033
Account of the poetry recited on the day of Uḥud
[ شِعْرُ ابْنِ الزِّبَعْرَى فِي يَوْمِ أُحُدٍ ] قَالَ ابْنُ إسْحَاقَ: وَقَالَ عَبْدُ اللَّهِ بْنُ الزِّبَعْرَى فِي يَوْمِ أُحُدٍ، يَبْكِي الْقَتْلَى أَلَا ذَرَفَتْ مِنْ مُقْلَتَيْكَ دُمُوعُ وَقَدْ بَانَ مِنْ حَبْلِ الشَّبَابِ قُطُوعُ وَشَطَّ بِمَنْ تَهْوَى الْمَزَارُ وَفَرَّقَتْ نَوَى الْحَيِّ دَارٌ بِالْحَبِيبِ فَجُوعُ وَلَيْسَ لِمَا وَلَّى عَلَى ذِي حَرَارَةٍ وَإِنْ طَالَ تذْرَافُ الدُّمُوعِ رُجُوعُ فَذَرْ ذَا وَلَكِنْ هَلْ أَتَى أُمَّ مَالِكٍ أَحَادِيثُ قَوْمِي وَالْحَدِيثُ يَشِيعُ وَمُجْنَبُنَا جُرْدًا إلَى أَهْلِ يَثْرِبَ عَناجيجَ مِنْهَا مُتْلَدٌ وَنَزِيعُ عَشِيَّةَ سِرْنَا فِي لُهَامٍ يَقُودُنَا ضَرُورُ الْأَعَادِي لِلصَّدِيقِ نَفُوعُ نَشُدُّ عَلَيْنَا كُلَّ زَغْفٍ كَأَنَّهَا غَدِيرٌ بِضَوْجِ الْوَادِيَيْنِ نَقِييعُ فَلَمَّا رَأَوْنَا خَالَطَتْهُمْ مَهَابَةٌ وَعَايَنَهُمْ أَمْرٌ هُنَاكَ فَظِيعُ وَوَدُّوا لَوْ أَنَّ الْأَرْضَ يَنْشَقُّ ظَهْرُهَا بِهِمْ وَصَبُورُ الْقَوْمِ ثَمَّ جَزُوعُ وَقَدْ عُرِّيَتْ بِيضٌ كَأَنَّ وَمِيضَهَا حَرِيقٌ تَرَقَّى فِي الْآبَاءِ سَرِيعُ بِأَيْمَانِنَا نَعْلُو بِهَا كُلَّ هَامَةٍ وَمِنْهَا سِمَامٌ لِلْعَدُوِّ ذَرِيعُ فَغَادَرْنَ قَتْلَى الْأَوْسِ غَاصِبَةً بِهِمْ ضِبَاعٌ وَطَيْرٌ يَعْتَفِيَنَ وُقُوعُ وَجَمْعُ بَنِي النَّجَّارِ فِي كُلِّ تَلْعَةٍ بِأَبْدَانِهِمْ مِنْ وَقْعِهِنَّ نَجِيعُ وَلَوْلَا عُلُوُّ الشِّعْبِ غَادَرْنَ أَحْمَدَا وَلَكِنْ عَلَا والسَّمْهَرِيُّ شُرُوعُ كَمَا غَادَرَتْ فِي الْكَرِّ حَمْزَةَ ثَاوِيًا وَفِي صَدْرِهِ مَاضِي الشَّبَاةِ وَقِيعُ قَدْ غَادَرْنَ تَحْتَ لِوَائِهِ عَلَى لَحْمِهِ طَيْرٌ يَجُفْنَ وُقُوعُ بِأُحُدِ وَأَرْمَاحُ الْكُمَاةِ يُرِدْنَهُمْ كَمَا غَالَ أَشْطَانَ الدِّلَاءِ نُزُوعُ
Translation
✧ [The poetry of Ibn al-Zibaʿrā on the day of Uḥud] Ibn Isḥāq said: ʿAbd Allāh b. al-Zibaʿrā said on the day of Uḥud, weeping over the slain: Lo, tears have flowed from your two eyes, and from the rope of youth has come severance. And the place of visitation has become far from the one you love, and the dispersal of the tribe has separated a home from the beloved, so it is made hungry. And for what has passed, for one of burning grief there is no return, though the shedding of tears be long. So leave that, but has Umm Mālik received reports of my people, and the report spreads? And our drawing up of sleek horses against the people of Yathrib— noble steeds, among them native and imported— on the evening we journeyed amid a host, led by one who harms enemies and benefits the friend. We girded on every coat of mail as though it were a pool in the bend of the two valleys, a reservoir. When they saw us, awe mingled with them, and a dreadful matter confronted them there. They wished that the earth's back would split open with them— and the steadfast of the people then was impatient. White swords were bared, as though their flashing were a fire climbing swiftly into the thickets. In our right hands we raised with them every crown, and from them were deadly poisons to the foe, swift-acting. They left the slain of Aws with hyenas seizing them, and birds seeking them out, alighting. And the host of the Banū al-Najjār in every watercourse, upon their bodies from their blows, blood. Had it not been for the height of the mountain pass, they would have left Aḥmad, but he climbed while the spearheads were raised. As they left Ḥamzah lying in the charge, and in his breast was the thrust of sharp lance-points. They left beneath his banner birds hovering over his flesh, alighting. At Uḥud, and the spears of the champions were visiting them, as the drawing of ropes snatches the well-buckets.
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