with gracious acceptance. A special session was arranged for him in the Caliph’s own private halls, all of it taking place in the sovereign’s very presence and full view. A formal decree was then issued that he be exalted and shown every honor. He thereupon returned to Nishapur, journeying from there to Tus with his family, until the dawn of the Alp Arslanid rule (1). For the next ten years he lived respected, obeyed, and greatly revered (2).

Among his poetry:
“May God send gentle rain upon the time when I sat alone beholding your face,
While passion’s smile in the garden of intimacy was laughing.
I lived long while every eye was at ease,
Yet one morning I awoke and the eyelids were shedding tears.” (3)

Abū al-Ḥusayn the ḥāfiẓ recited to us; Jaʿfar ibn ʿAlī reported to us; al-Salafī reported to us; Qāḍī Ḥasan ibn Naṣr of Nahāwand reported to us that Abū al-Qāsim al-Qushayrī recited, attributing it to himself:
“The full moon was fashioned from your face,
And the magic of your glance is stolen spell.
O master, whose love has enthralled me,
Your slave is provided for even by your aloofness.”

Abū al-Qāsim compiled forty hadiths of his own transmission; we heard them through a lofty chain.

ʿAbd al-Ghāfir said: The teacher Abū al-Qāsim passed away on the morning of Sunday, the twenty-sixth of Rabīʿ al-Ākhir in the year 465 AH (4).

I say: he lived for ninety years.