“He shall not come in to me.  Who is at the door, other than he?” “El Akhtel et Teghlibi,"[FN#56] answered Adi; and Omar said, “He is the unbeliever who says in his verse ...” [And he repeated the following:]

Ramazan in my life ne’er I fasted, nor e’er Have I eaten of
     flesh, save in public[FN#57] it were. 
No exhorter am I to abstain from the fair, Nor to love Mecca’s
     vale for my profit I care;
Nor, like others a little ere morning appear who bawl, “Come to
     safety!"[FN#58] I stand up to prayer. 
Nay, at daybreak I drink of the wind-freshened wine And prostrate
     me[FN#59] instead in the dawn-whitened air.

“By Allah, he treadeth no carpet of mine!  Who is at the door other than he?” “Jerir ibn el Khetefa,” answered Adi; and Omar said, “It is he who saith ... " [And he recited as follows:]

But for the spying of the eyes [ill-omened,] we had seen Wild
     cattle’s eyes and antelopes’ tresses of sable sheen. 
The huntress of th’ eyes[FN#60] by night came to me.  “Turn in
     peace,” [Quoth I to her;] “This is no time for visiting, I
     ween.”

“If it must be and no help, admit Jerir.”  So Adi went forth and admitted Jerir, who entered, saying: 

He, who Mohammed sent, as prophet to mankind, Hath to a just
     high-priest[FN#61] the Khalifate assigned. 
His justice and his truth all creatures do embrace; The erring he
     corrects and those of wandering mind. 
I hope for present[FN#62] good [and bounty at thy hand,] For
     souls of men are still to present[FN#63] good inclined.

Quoth Omar, “O Jerir, keep the fear of God before thine eyes and say nought but the truth.”  And Jerir recited the following verses: 

How many, in Yemameh,[FN#64] dishevelled widows plain!  How many a
     weakling orphan unsuccoured doth remain,
For whom is thy departure even as a father’s loss!  To fly or
     creep, like nestlings, alone, they strive in vain. 
Now that the clouds have broken their promise to our hope, We
     trust the Khalif’s bounty will stand to us for rain.[FN#65]

When the Khalif heard this, he said, “By Allah, O Jerir, Omar possesseth but a hundred dirhems."[FN#66] [And he cried out to his servant, saying,] “Ho, boy! give them to him.”  Moreover, he gave him the ornaments of his sword; and Jerir went forth to the [other] poets, who said to him, “What is behind thee?"[FN#67] And he answered, “A man who giveth to the poor and denieth the poets, and I am well-pleased with him."[FN#68]

El Hejjaj and the three young men.[FN#69]