Do not leave me to plead for pardon by offering excuses, for I might well be unable to frame an excuse of my own(1).
Among his poetry also(2):
We are a people whom wide, dark eyes can soften, even though we are able to soften iron.
The edges of our blades obey our hands, yet those wide-eyed maidens ensnare us(3); by our spear-thrusts we lead the very lions captive(4).
We seize the quarry, and then the radiant fair-skinned women—shining eyes and glowing cheeks(5)—seize us.
The lions fear our wrath, while we dread the anger of a timid fawn(6) whenever she turns away.
Thus on the day of battle you will see us free men, but in times of peace we are slaves to lovely women.
Ibn Khallikān(7) said: He was a Khuzāʿī, one of the clients of Ṭalḥah al-Ṭalḥāt al-Khuzāʿī(8). Abū Tammām used to eulogize him; once he travelled to visit him, but snow detained him in Hamadhān, so he compiled the book al-Ḥamāsah while staying with one of that city’s notables. Ḥāfiẓ Ibn ʿAsākir(9) relates that when al-Maʾmūn appointed him deputy over Syria and Egypt, he set out for his post. The Caliph had assigned him the revenues of Egypt, and while he was still on the road three million dinars were brought to him; he distributed them all in a single sitting. When he came within sight of Egypt he looked at it and belittled it, saying, “May Allah disgrace Pharaoh! How base he was and how feeble his ambition that, while ruling over this village, he could proclaim, ‘I am your Lord Most High!’” [ʿAbd Allāh ibn Ṭāhir then said: “By Allah, I shall never enter it.”(10)](11)
[Among those who died this year] ʿAlī ibn al-Jaʿd al-Jawharī(12).