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Sirat Ibn Hisham 1044

Account of the poetry recited on the day of Uḥud

[ شِعْرُ حَسَّانٍ، فِي بُكَاءِ حَمْزَةَ ] قَالَ ابْنُ إسْحَاقَ: وَقَالَ حَسَّانُ بْنُ ثَابِتٍ أَيْضًا يَبْكِي حَمْزَةَ بْنَ عَبْدِ الْمُطَّلِبِ: أَتَعْرِفُ الدَّارَ عَفَا رَسْمُهَا بَعْدَكَ صَوْبُ الْمُسْبِلِ الْهَاطِلِ بَيْنَ السَّرادِيحِ فأُدْمانَةٍ فَمَدْفَعُ الرَّوْحَاءِ فِي حَائِلِ سَاءَلْتُهَا عَنْ ذَاكَ فَاسْتَعْجَمَتْ لَمْ تَدْرِ مَا مَرْجُوعَةُ السَّائِلِ ؟ دَعْ عَنْكَ دَارًا قَدْ عَفَا رَسْمُهَا وَابْكِ عَلَى حَمْزَةَ ذِي النَّائِلِ الْمَالِئِ الشِّيزَى إذَا أَعْصَفَتْ غَبْرَاءُ فِي ذِي الشَّبِمِ الْمَاحِلِ وَالتَّارِكِ الْقِرْنَ لَدَى لِبْدَةٍ يَعْثُرُ فِي ذِي الْخُرُصِ الذَّابِلِ وَاللَّابِسِ الْخَيْلِ إذْ أَجْحَمَتْ كَاللَّيْثِ فِي غَابَتِهِ الْبَاسِلِ أَبْيَضُ فِي الذَّرْوَةِ مِنْ هَاشِمٍ لَمْ يَمْرِ دُونَ الْحَقِّ بِالْبَاطِلِ مَالَ شَهِيدًا بَيْنَ أَسْيَافِكُمْ شلَّتْ يَدَا وَحْشِيِّ مِنْ قَاتِلٍ أَيَّ امْرِئِ غَادَرَ فِي أَلَّةٍ مَطْرُورَةِ مَارِنَةِ الْعَامِلِ أَظْلَمَتْ الْأَرْضُ لِفِقْدَانِهِ وَاسْوَدَّ نُورُ الْقَمَرِ النَّاصِلِ صَلَّى عَلَيْهِ اللَّهُ فِي جَنَّةٍ عَالِيَةٍ مُكْرَمَةَ الدَّاخِلِ كُنَّا نَرَى حَمْزَةَ حِرْزًا لَنَا فِي كُلِّ أَمْرٍ نَابَنَا نَازِلِ وَكَانَ فِي الْإِسْلَامِ ذَا تُدْرَأٍ يَكْفِيكَ فَقْدَ الْقَاعِدِ الْخَاذِلِ لَا تَفْرَحِي يَا هِنْدُ وَاسْتَحْلِبِي دَمْعًا وَأَذْرِي عَبْرَةَ الثَّاكِلِ وَابْكِي عَلَى عُتْبَةَ إذْ قَطَّهُ بِالسَّيْفِ تَحْتَ الرَّهْجِ الْجَائِلِ إذَا خُرَّ فِي مَشْيَخَةٍ مِنْكُمْ مِنْ كُلِّ عَاتٍ قَلْتُهُ جَاهِلِ أَرْدَاهُمْ حَمْزَةُ فِي أُسْرَةٍ يَمْشُونَ تَحْتَ الْحَلَقِ الْفَاضِلِ غَدَاةَ جِبْرِيلَ وَزِيرٌ لَهُ نِعْمَ وَزِيرُ الْفَارِسِ الْحَامِلِ

Translation

✧ Poetry of Ḥassān in mourning for Ḥamza. Ibn Isḥāq said: Ḥassān b. Thābit also said, mourning Ḥamza b. ʿAbd al-Muṭṭalib: Do you recognize the abode whose trace after you was effaced by the pouring of the descending, raining cloud, between al-Sarādīḥ and Udʾmāna, then the course of al-Rawḥāʾ into Ḥāʾil? I asked it about that, but it was struck dumb; it knew not what the questioner returned to. Leave aside an abode whose trace is effaced, and weep for Ḥamza, the possessor of bounty, the filler of the wooden bowls when a dusty wind blew in the bitter, barren cold, the leaver of the adversary at a lion's lair, stumbling amid the withered spears, the wearer of horses when they recoiled, like the fierce lion in its thicket, white, at the summit of Hāshim, who did not pass over truth with falsehood. He inclined as a martyr amid your swords; may the hands of Waḥshī be withered—of the slayer! What a man he left upon a spearhead, sharpened, piercing the worker! The earth grew dark for his loss, and the light of the waning moon turned black. May God bless him in a lofty garden, honored in entering. We used to see Ḥamza as a refuge for us in every matter that befell us, descending. And in Islam he was one of repulsion, sufficient for you is the loss of the sitting deserter. Rejoice not, O Hind, but milk tears and shed the weeping of the bereaved. And weep for ʿUtba when he cut him down with the sword beneath the swirling dust, when he fell among elders of yours, of every insolent one whom I called ignorant. Ḥamza cast them down in a band, walking beneath the excellent coats of mail, on the morning when Gabriel was a minister to him—how excellent a minister of the mounted, bearing knight!

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