Sirat Ibn Hisham 1047
Account of the poetry recited on the day of Uḥud
[ شِعْرُ كَعْبٍ فِي أُحُدٍ ] وَقَالَ كَعْبٌ أَيْضًا فِي أُحُدٍ إنَّكِ عَمْرَ أَبِيكَ الْكَرِ يمِ أَنْ تَسْأَلِي عَنْكِ مَنْ يَجْتَدينا فَإِنْ تَسْأَلِي ثَمَّ لَا تُكْذَبِي يُخْبِرُكَ مَنْ قَدْ سَأَلْتِ الْيَقِينَا بِأَنَّا لَيَالِي ذَاتِ الْعِظَا مِ كُنَّا ثِمَالًا لِمَنْ يَعْتَرِينَا تَلُوذُ الْبُجُودُ بِأَذْرَائِنَا مِنْ الضُّرِّ فِي أَزَمَاتِ السِّنِينَا بِجَدْوَى فُضُولٍ أُولِي وُجْدِنَا وَبِالصَّبْرِ وَالْبَذْلِ فِي الْمُعْدِمِينَا وَأَبْقَتْ لَنَا جَلَماتُ الْحُرُو بِ مِمَّنْ نُوَازِي لَدُنْ أَنْ بُرِينَا مَعَاطِنَ تَهْوِي إلَيْهَا الْحُقُو قُ يَحْسِبُهَا مَنْ رَآهَا الْفَتِينَا تُخَيِّسُ فِيهَا عِتَاقُ الْجَمَا لِ صُحْمًّا دَوَاجِنُ حُمْرًا وُجُونَا وَدُفَّاعُ رَجْلٍ كَمَوْجِ الْفُرَا تِ يَقْدُمُ جَأْوَاء جُولَا طَحُونَا تَرَى لَوْنَهَا مِثْلَ لَوْنِ النُّجُو مِ رَجْرَاجَةً تُبْرِقُ النَّاظِرِينَا فَإِنْ كُنْتَ عَنْ شَأْنِنَا جَاهِلًا فَسَلْ عَنْهُ ذَا الْعِلْمِ مِمَّنْ يَلِينَا بِنَا كَيْفَ نَفْعَلُ إنْ قَلَّصَتْ عَوَانًا ضَرُوسًا عَضُوضًا حَجُونَا أَلَسْنَا نَشُدُّ عَلَيْهَا الْعِصَا بَ حَتَّى تَدُرَّ وَحَتَّى تَلِينَا وَيَوْمٌ لَهُ وَهَجٌ دَائِمٌ شَدِيدُ التَّهاوُلِ حَامِي الأرِينا طَوِيلٌ شَدِيدُ أُوَارِ الْقِتَا لِ تَنْفِي قَواحِزُهُ الْمُقْرِفِينَا تَخَالُ الْكُمَاةَ بِأَعْرَاضِهِ ثِمَالًا عَلَى لَذَّةٍ مُنزفِينا تَعاوَرُ أَيْمَانُهُمْ بَيْنَهُمْ كُؤُوسَ الْمَنَايَا بِحَدِّ الظُّبِينَا شَهِدْنَا ككُنَّا أُولِي بَأْسِهِ وَتَحْتَ العَمَايَةِ وَالْمُعْلِمِينَا بِخُرْسِ الْحَسِيسِ حِسَانٍ رِوَاءٍ وَبُصْرِيَّةٍ قَدْ أُجِمْنَ الجُفونا فَمَا يَنْفَلِلْنَ وَمَا يَنْحَنِينَ وَمَا يَنْتَهِينَ إذَا مَا نُهِينَا كَبَرْقِ الْخَرِيفِ بِأَيْدِي الْكُمَاةِ يُفَجِّعْنَ بِالظِّلِّ هَامًا سُكُونَا وَعَلَّمْنَا الضَّرْبَ آبَاؤُنَا وَسَوْفَ نُعَلِّمُ أَيْضًا بَنِينَا جِلَادَ الْكُمَاةِ، وَبَذْلَ التِّلَا دِ عَنْ جُلِّ أَحْسَابِنَا مَا بَقِينَا إذَا مَرَّ قَرْنٌ كَفَى نَسْلُهُ وَأَوْرَثَهُ بَعْدَهُ آخَرِينَا نَشِبُّ وَتَهْلِكُ آبَاؤُنَا وَبَيْنَا نُرَبِّي بَنِينَا فَنِينَا سَأَلْتُ بِكَ ابْنَ الزِّبَعْرَى فَلَمْ أُنَبَّأْكَ فِي الْقَوْمِ إلَّا هَجِينَا خَبِيثًا تُطِيفُ بِكَ الْمُنْدِيَاتُ مُقِيمًا عَلَى اللُّؤْمِ حِينًا فَحِينَا تَبَجَّسْتُ تَهْجُو رَسُولَ الْمَلِ يكِ قَاتَلَكَ اللَّهُ جِلْفًا لَعِينَا تَقُولُ الْخَنَا ثُمَّ تَرْمِي بِهِ نَقِيَّ الثِّيَابِ تَقِيًّا أَمِينَا قَالَ ابْنُ هِشَامٍ: أَنْشَدَنِي بَيْتَهُ: بِنَا كَيْفَ نَفْعَلُ، وَالْبَيْتَ الَّذِي يَلِيهِ، وَالْبَيْتَ الثَّالِثَ مِنْهُ، وَصَدْرَ الرَّابِعِ مِنْهُ، وَقَوْلَهُ نَشِبُّ وَتَهْلِكُ آبَاؤُنَا وَالْبَيْتَ الَّذِي يَلِيهِ. وَالْبَيْتَ الثَّالِثَ مِنْهُ، أَبُو زَيْدٍ الْأَنْصَارِيُّ
Translation
✧ Kaʿb's poetry on Uḥud. Kaʿb also said concerning Uḥud: Indeed, ʿAmr, may your noble father be ransomed for you, you ask about us from one who can inform us; and if you ask then you will not be lied to— the one whom you asked will tell you with certainty that on the nights of Dhāt al-ʿIẓām we were a support for those who sought refuge with us. The needy took shelter at our courtyards from harm in the years of famine, with the bounty of the surplus of those of us who possessed means, and with patience and giving to the destitute. The shears of wars have left for us, from those we faced ever since we were created, watering-places to which the loins are drawn, which whoever sees them reckons to be strongholds. Therein are tamed noble camels, dark, domesticated, with red cheeks, and a torrent of foot-soldiers like the waves of the Euphrates, led by a dark, sturdy, grinding army. You see their color like the color of stars, glittering, dazzling the onlookers. And if you are ignorant of our affair, ask about it from one who knows among those near us, how we act when a middle-aged, fierce, biting she-camel becomes refractory. Do we not bind the staff upon her until she yields milk and becomes tractable? And a day with a lasting blaze, fierce in its onslaught, intense in its heat, long, with a violent heat of battle, whose repulses drive away the base-born. You would think the warriors on its sides were drinkers intoxicated with pleasure, as their right hands pass among themselves goblets of death with the edges of blades. We witnessed it—indeed we were possessed of its might— both beneath al-ʿAmāyah and at al-Muʿlimīn, with silent-stepping, beautiful, thirsty steeds, and Buṣrā steeds that had been trained to lower their eyelids. They do not break ranks, nor do they lean, nor do they stop when we say "Stop," like autumn lightning in the hands of the warriors, terrifying motionless skulls in the shade. Our fathers taught us striking, and we shall also teach our sons the fighting of the warriors, and the giving of the blood-money for the sake of our greatest noble qualities as long as we remain. When a generation passes, its offspring suffice, and after it, it bequeaths it to others. We grow up while our fathers perish, and while we raise our sons, we ourselves pass away. I asked about you, Ibn al-Zibaʿrā, and I was only told that among the people you are a bastard— filthy, surrounded by shameful deeds, persisting in baseness time after time. You burst forth reviling the Messenger of the King— may God fight you, you crude, accursed one! You utter obscenity and then hurl it at one clean of garments, pious, trustworthy." Ibn Hishām said: Abū Zayd al-Anṣārī recited to me his line "how we act," the line that follows it, and the third line after it, and the opening of the fourth line after it, and his saying "We grow up while our fathers perish," the line that follows it, and the third line after it.
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