Whatever thy fate, in life and death,
Thou'rt doom'd above us still to rise,
Whilst at a distance far beneath
We view thee with admiring eyes.
The gazing crowds still round thee throng,
Still to thy well-known voice repair,
As when erewhile thy hallow'd tongue
Pour'd in the Mosque the solemn prayer.
Still, generous Vizir, we survey
Thine arms extended o'er our head,
As lately, in the festive day,
When they were stretch'd thy gifts to shed.
Earth's narrow boundaries strove in vain
To limit thy aspiring mind,
And now we see thy dust disdain
Within her breast to be confin'd.
The earth's too small for one so great,
Another mansion thou shalt have--
The clouds shall be thy winding sheet,
The spacious vault of heaven thy grave.
_Abou Hassan Alanbary_.
[25] Ebn Bakiah was vizir to Azzad Addaulet or Bachteir, Emir Alomra
of Bagdad, under the Caliphs Moti Lillah and Tay Lillah; but Azzad
Addaulet being deprived of his office, and driven from Bagdad by
Adhed Addaulet, Sultan of Persia, Ebn Bakiah was seized and
crucified at the gates of the city, by order of the conqueror.