Verses Addressed to a Kindred Tribe, at variance with the one to which the poet belonged by Alfadhel ibn Alabas

Why thus to passion give the rein?
Why seek your kindred tribe to wrong?
Why strive to drag to light again
The fatal feud entomb’d so long?

Think not, if fury ye display,
But equal fury we can deal;
Hope not, if wrong’d, but we repay
Revenge for every wrong we feel.

Why thus to passion give the rein?
Why seek the robe of peace to tear?
Rash youths desist, your course restrain,
Or dread the wrath ye blindly dare.

Yet friendship we not ask from foes,
Nor favor hope from you to prove,
We lov’d you not, great Allah knows,
Nor blam’d you that ye could not love.

To each are different feelings given,
This slights, and that regards his brother;
‘Tis ours to live—thanks to kind heav’n—
Hating and hated by each other.

From: Carlyle, J. D., Specimens of Arabian Poetry, from the earliest time to the extinction of the Khaliphat, with some account of the authors, 1796, John Burges, Printer: Cambridge, p. 28-29.
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Date: ?9th century (original in Arabic); 1796 (translation in English)

By: Alfadhel ibn Alabas (?9th century)

Translated by: Joseph Dacre Carlyle (1758-1804)