Antarah ibn Shaddad, translated by F. E. Johnson

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Antarah ibn Shaddad, translated by F. E. Johnson The Sacred Books and Early Literature of the East (1917)

And many a fully-armed one, whom the warriors shunned fighting with, neither a hastener in flight, nor a surrenderer;
My hands were generous to him by a quick point with a straightened spear strong in the joints; Inflicting a wound wide of its two sides, the sound of the flow of blood from it leads at night the prowling wolves, burning with hunger.
I rent his vesture with a rigid spear, for the noble one is not forbidden to the spears.
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Antarah ibn Shaddad, translated by F. E. Johnson The Sacred Books and Early Literature of the East (1917)

Have the poets left in the garment a place for a patch to be patched by me; and did you know the abode of your beloved after reflection? [2]
The vestige of the house, which did not speak, confounded thee, until it spoke by means of signs, like one deaf and dumb.
Verily, I kept my she-camel there long grumbling, with a yearning at the blackened stones, keeping and standing firm in their own places.
It is the abode of a friend, languishing in her glance, submissive in the embrace, pleasant of smile.
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Antarah ibn Shaddad, translated by F. E. Johnson The Sacred Books and Early Literature of the East (1917)

When I saw the people, while their mass advanced, excite one another to fight, I turned against them without being reproached for any want of bravery.
They were calling 'Antarah, while the spears were as though they were well-ropes in the breast of Adham.
They were calling 'Antarah, while the swords were as though they were the flash of lightnings in a dark cloud.
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