If you wish, enter the following lines, which worthily evoke the idea of a noisy house:

Perfidiousness whispered to me from behind his deferment,

And hope and despair fell to disputing in my breast. [^4]

[^4]:Ibn al-Mu'tazz, Dīwān Ibn al-Mu'tazz, ii, 125; also quoted in Dalā'il al-I'jāz (Damascus: 1428/2007), 120.

That is, "the breaking of a promise addresses me from beneath the delayed restitution of my right. It tells me not to be deceived, for which reason hope and despair have begun to struggle in my heart; they are destroying the heaving house that is my breast." You can see how with his magic the poet has breathed life into the verse by embodying the hope and despair, and has represented the conflict and dissension caused by the broken promise. As in a dream, these lines appear to one's mind like a film. Yes, such rhetorical magic is hypnotic in a way.

Or take note of the complaints and love between the earth and the rain, as follows:

The earth complained to the rain of its tardy coming,

Then drank deep of its waters, sipped from its lips. [^5]

[^5]:See, al-Mutanabbī, Dīwān, i, 263.

That is, it complains to the rain on its late arrival, then absorbs its waters as though from the mouth of its beloved. These lines conjure up in the imagination the image of Majnun as the earth and the clouds as Layla, do they not?

Note

What beautifies these verses is their imaginary subjects being somewhat close to reality. For when the rains are late, the earth makes a cracking sound and absorbs the rainwater. One who observes this will think of the rain's belatedness and the earth's intense need, which, by exercising the power of imagination and employing the famous device of juxtapositioning, will take on the form of love-making and conversation.

Indication

It is imperative that a seed of truth be present in every fanciful idea.