While still a young man he composed:
The bearer of passion is worn and spent;
rapture makes him light of head.
If he weeps, he surely has the right—
what he endures is no child’s play.
You laugh, carefree,
while the lover sobs aloud.
You marvel at my illness;
my being sound would be the marvel. (1)
People used to say that no one had ever been seen with a better memory than Abū Nuwās, despite the scant number of books he possessed. His poetry falls into ten genres, and he excelled in all ten.
Al-Ṣūlī and others laboured to compile his Dīwān, which is why its different recensions vary.
Al-Amīn once jailed him over some matter, whereupon he wrote to the caliph:
By the life of your noble head, I shall never again
repeat a deed that stirs the dread of your might.
Who would remain to be your Abū Nuwās
if you were to kill your Abū Nuwās? (2)
78 – Abū Yazīd al-Qāsim ibn Yazīd al-Jarmī al-Mawṣilī * (S)
The shaykh, the imam, the exemplar, the godly one: Abū Yazīd al-Qāsim ibn Yazīd al-Jarmī of Mosul.