Nor have I come, in praising the two of them, seeking some passing gain (1) or the acquisition of rank; ⦗137⦘ rather, I seek the good pleasure of Allah, my Creator, and I hope through it for the forgiveness of a sinner’s slip. I lay it aside for myself as a treasure for the Hereafter, that I might by it be saved at the Gathering from that dreadful ordeal (2). It is complete, and it consists of sixty-seven verses (3).

Among the elegies composed for him—may Allah have mercy upon him—is the poem (4) of Shaykh Qāsim ibn ʿAbd al-Raḥmān ibn Naṣīr, the Qurʾān-reciter (5):

The calamity is immense, our thoughts have multiplied, and destiny has executed its decree in your departure.
O one unrivaled in forbearance and in knowledge—now the lands are desolate and discerning eyes are few (6).
Is patience really fitting when it is Taqī al-Dīn we have lost? For the like of him even veils are rent.
Because the loss of him is so great, our tears flow in sorrow for him as though they were rain.
Alas for that ocean of learning and his deep dives within it—an effulgent, ever-surging sea filled with peerless pearls.