"Since the day when we quitted the soil and territory of the Medjid, I have not opened my heart to joy; We came to the homes of Chokir and Cherif ben Hachem who pours upon thee (Djazzah) a rain of tears; We have marched against Ed-Dabis ben Monime and we have overrun his cities and plains. We went to Koufat and have bought merchandise from the tradesmen who come to us by caravan. We arrived at Ras el Ain in all our brave attire and we mastered all the villages and their inhabitants. We came to Haleb, whose territory we had overrun, borne by our swift, magnificent steeds. We entered the country of the Khazi Mohammed who wore a coat of mail, with long, floating ends, We traversed Syria, going toward Ghaza, and reached Egypt, belonging to the son of Yakoub, Yousof, and found the Turks with their swift steeds. We reached the land of Raqin al Hoonara, and drowned him in a deluge of blood. We came to the country of the Mahdi, whom we rolled on the earth and as to his nobles their blood flowed in streams. We came to the iron house of Boraih, and found that the Jewish was the established religion. We arrived at the home of the warrior, El Hashais: The night was dark, he fell upon us while we slept without anxiety, He took from us our delicate and honored young girls, beauties whose eyes were darkened with kohol. Abou Zeid marched against him with his sharp sword and left him lying on the ground. Abou So'dah Khalifah the Zemati, made an expedition against us, and pursued us with the sword from all sides. I killed Abou So'dah Khalifah the Zemati, and I have put you in possession of all his estates. They gave me three provinces and So'dah, this is the exact truth that I am telling here. Then came an old woman of evil augur and she threw dissension among us, and the Helals left for a distant land. Then Abou Ali said to me: 'Dyab, you are but a fool,' I marched against him under the wing of the night, and flames were lighted in the sheepfolds. He sent against me Hassan the Hilali, I went to meet him and said, 'Seize this wretched dog.' These are the words of the Zoght Dyab ben Ghanem and the fire of illness was lighted in his breast."[10] [10] R. Basset. Un Episode d'une chanson de geste Arabe sur la seconde conquête de l'Afrique Septentrionale par les Mussulmans. Bulletin de Correspondence Africaine, p. 147. Alger, 1885, in 8vo. See also Stemme. Tripolitanisches Bederinenlieder. Leipzig, 1804, in 8vo.