Sirat Ibn Hisham 1471
The time of the ʿumrah
[ قُدُومُ كَعْبٍ عَلَى الرَّسُولِ وَقَصِيدَتُهُ اللَّامِيَّةُ ] قَالَ ابْنُ إسْحَاقَ: فَلَمَّا بَلَغَ كَعْبًا الْكِتَابُ ضَاقَتْ بِهِ الْأَرْضُ، وَأَشْفَقَ عَلَى نَفْسِهِ، وَأَرْجَفَ بِهِ مَنْ كَانَ فِي حَاضِرِهِ مِنْ عَدُوِّهِ، فَقَالُوا: هُوَ مَقْتُولٌ. فَلَمَّا لَمْ يَجِدْ مِنْ شَيْءٍ بُدًّا ؟ قَالَ قَصِيدَتَهُ الَّتِي يَمْدَحُ فِيهَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ ﷺ، وَذَكَرَ فِيهَا خَوْفَهُ وَإِرْجَافَ الْوُشَاةِ بِهِ مِنْ عَدُوِّهِ ثُمَّ خَرَجَ حَتَّى قَدِمَ الْمَدِينَةَ، فَنَزَلَ عَلَى رَجُلٍ كَانَتْ بَيْنَهُ وَبَيْنَهُ مَعْرِفَةٌ. مِنْ جُهَيْنَةَ، كَمَا ذُكِرَ لِي، فَغَدَا بِهِ إلَى رَسُولِ اللَّهِ ﷺ حِينَ صَلَّى الصُّبْحَ، فَصَلَّى مَعَ رَسُولِ اللَّهِ ﷺ ثُمَّ أَشَارَ لَهُ إلَى رَسُولِ اللَّهِ ﷺ، فَقَالَ: هَذَا رَسُولُ اللَّهِ، فَقُمْ إلَيْهِ فَاسْتَأْمِنْهُ. فَذُكِرَ لِي أَنَّهُ قَامَ إلَى رَسُولِ اللَّهِ ﷺ، حَتَّى جَلَسَ إلَيْهِ، فَوَضَعَ يَدَهُ فِي يَدِهِ، وَكَانَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ ﷺ لَا يَعْرِفُهُ، فَقَالَ: يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ، إنَّ كَعْبَ بْنَ زُهَيْرٍ قَدْ جَاءَ لِيَسْتَأْمِنَ مِنْكَ تَائِبًا مُسْلِمًا، فَهَلْ أَنْتَ قَابِلٌ مِنْهُ إنْ أَنَا جِئْتُكَ بِهِ ؟ قَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ ﷺ: نَعَمْ ؟ قَالَ: أَنَا يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ كَعْبُ بْنُ زُهَيْرٍ قَالَ ابْنُ إسْحَاقَ: فَحَدَّثَنِي عَاصِمُ بْنُ عُمَرَ بْنِ قَتَادَةَ: أَنَّهُ وَثَبَ عَلَيْهِ رَجُلٌ مِنْ الْأَنْصَارِ، فَقَالَ: يَا رَسُولَ اللَّهِ، دَعْنِي وَعَدُوَّ اللَّهِ أَضْرِبْ عُنُقَهُ؛ فَقَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ ﷺ: دَعْهُ عَنْكَ فَإِنَّهُ قَدْ جَاءَ تَائِبًا، نَازِعًا ( عَمَّا كَانَ عَلَيْهِ ) قَالَ فَغَضِبَ كَعْبٌ عَلَى هَذَا الْحَيِّ مِنْ الْأَنْصَارِ، لِمَا صَنَعَ بِهِ صَاحِبُهُمْ، وَذَلِكَ أَنَّهُ لَمْ يَتَكَلَّمْ فِيهِ رَجُلٌ مِنْ الْمُهَاجِرِينَ إلَّا بِخَيْرِ فَقَالَ فِي قَصِيدَتِهِ الَّتِي قَالَ حِينَ قَدِمَ عَلَى رَسُولِ اللَّهِ ﷺ: بَانَتْ سُعَادُ فَقَلْبِي الْيَوْمَ مُتَبْولُ مُتَيَّمٌ إثْرَهَا لَمْ يُفْدَ مَكْبُولُ وَمَا سُعَادُ غَدَاةَ الْبَيْنِ إذْ رَحَلُوا إلَّا أَغَنُّ غَضِيضُ الطَّرْفِ مَكْحُولُ هَيْفَاءُ مُقْبِلَةً عَجْزَاءُ مُدْبِرَةً لَا يُشْتَكَى قِصَرٌ مِنْهَا وَلَا طُولُ تَجْلُو عَوَارِضَ ذِي ظَلْمٍ إذَا ابْتَسَمَتْ كَأَنَّهُ مُنْهَلٌ بِالرَّاحِ مَعْلُولُ شُجَّتْ بِذِي شَيَمٍ مِنْ مَاءِ مَحْنِيَةٍ صَافٍ بِأَبْطَحَ أَضْحَى وَهْوَ مَشْمُولُ تَنْفِي الرِّيَاحُ الْقَذَى عَنْهُ وَأَفْرَطَهُ مِنْ صَوْبِ غَادِيَةٍ بِيضٌ يَعالِيلُ
Translation
✧ [The coming of Kaʿb to the Messenger and his lāmīyah poem] Ibn Isḥāq said: When the letter reached Kaʿb, the earth closed in on him, he feared for his life, and those of his enemies who were in his presence spread disturbing rumors about him, saying, "He is killed." When he found no way out of anything, he composed his poem in which he praises the Messenger of God ﷺ, and in which he mentioned his fear and the incitement of the slanderers among his enemies against him. Then he set out until he arrived in Madinah. He stayed with a man from Juhaynah whom he knew, as it was told to me, and the man went with him to the Messenger of God ﷺ after the Messenger of God ﷺ had prayed the dawn prayer. He prayed with the Messenger of God ﷺ, then the man pointed to the Messenger of God ﷺ and said, "This is the Messenger of God. Rise and go to him and ask him for protection." It was told to me that he rose and went to the Messenger of God ﷺ until he sat before him and placed his hand in his hand. The Messenger of God ﷺ did not know him. He said, "O Messenger of God, Kaʿb b. Zuhayr has come to ask protection from you, repentant and submitting. Will you accept from him if I bring him to you?" The Messenger of God ﷺ said, "Yes." He said, "I, O Messenger of God, am Kaʿb b. Zuhayr." Ibn Isḥāq said: ʿĀṣim b. ʿUmar b. Qatādah told me that a man from the Anṣār leapt upon him and said, "O Messenger of God, let me strike the neck of this enemy of God." The Messenger of God ﷺ said, "Leave him, for he has come repentant, withdrawing from what he was upon." Kaʿb became angry at this group of the Anṣār because of what their companion did to him, for no man among the Muhājirūn spoke about him except with good. In his poem that he recited when he came to the Messenger of God ﷺ, he said: Suʿād has departed, and my heart today is love-sick, Enslaved after her, unredeemed, shackled. And Suʿād, on the morning of separation when they departed, Was only a songstress with languid eyes, kohl-lined, Slender when approaching, full-hipped when turning away, Neither too short to complain of, nor too tall. She reveals teeth of a one with dark lips when she smiles, As if it were watered with wine, given to drink again and again. It is mixed with water from a winding valley, pure, On a wide channel that has become exposed to the north wind. The winds drive away the dust from it, and its overflow From the pouring of an early morning cloud, white, abundant.
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