History & Politics
Ode XCIX: To whom belong the dwellings thou
Translated by Sir Charles James Lyall (1918) · From The Mufaddaliyat (1918)
To whom belong the dwellings thou hast lighted on at al-An'um, the traces of which stand forth like the markings of a spotted snake ?
The East wind has played with them, and they have become unrecognizable, but for a remnant of their trench with its sides broken in.
They were the abode of a girl with white side-teeth, soft and tender, slender in the flanks, plump in the fore-arm where the bracelet goes round.
She listened to the talk of the tale-bearers about us, and has severed the bonds that bound her to thee, and gone with thy former partners on their road towards Syria ;
And thou hast become, from excess of longing and desire of love, stricken at heart like one smitten senseless.
Why dost thou not bring forgetfulness to thy grief with a strong she-camel, brisk as a wild ass, like a stallion-camel scarred with bites,
One that goes proudly with the saddle upon her, trustworthy in the night journey — one that slaps her thighs with her tail, and breaks the stones with her chipped hoof?
Ask Tamim of their wars with us, and 'Amir — and is the experienced like him who does not know ?
Tamlm were wroth because 'Amir were slaughtered on the day of an-Nisar : so they were brought in the end to calamity themselves.
Our wont was, when they shouted' loudly for war, to cure the fume in their heads with a band of warriors that shocked them hard ;
We batter the tops of their helmets with our swords, and we shout our names and our fathers', while our horses are marked about their throats with blood.
[Our steeds] come forth from the dust-cloud with bared teeth, dashing along like beasts of prey, mounted on each a warrior like a lion dusky brown of hue,
Warriors long in the baldric, that leap down to engage on foot, that long to reach their adversaries, not clipped in their claws !
So they broke their host, and Hajib fled away beneath the dust-cloud, enveloped in dusky mirk ;
And they saw their eagle, the triumphant, attacked by a lion, buff-coloured, sharp-clawed, mighty in his grip.
Aforetime our men slew Hujr — all' the spears were pointed at him, and prone he fell on his face :
He strives to rise — but into his body have passed the shafts of the spears, all pliant and supple, fitted with sharp spear-heads.
And the Sons of Numair — we have met of them cavalry whose gums watered for spoil :
But our riders came upon them unawares — every. prancing mare, and horse that in his bounds cuts through the girth-rings of the light saddle, battering the ground mightily with his hoofs.
And they trampled on the Sons of Kilab with a vehement trampling, and drove them to take refuge by the tent-poles of their camping-place.
And before that they brought disaster to Ka'b, with lances well straightened, which the hands ply nimbly to and fro,
Until we gave them to drink of a bitter cup, the sips of which were as nauseous to the taste as colocynth.
Codex Note
Lyall's heading: The same.
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Khazim, Bishr ibn Abi. “Ode XCIX: To whom belong the dwellings thou.” Translated by Sir Charles James Lyall. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bishr-ibn-abi-khazim/3/.
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Khazim, Bishr ibn Abi. “Ode XCIX: To whom belong the dwellings thou.” Translated by Sir Charles James Lyall. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bishr-ibn-abi-khazim/3/.
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