(THE GRAND VEZ I R MAHM U D PASHA)

G AZEL

Who pleasure seeks must oftentimes experience sad pain, in sooth;
He must a beggar be who doth desire to win domain, in sooth.
Whene'er I sigh, up rise my tears, they, boiling, fast o'erflow my eyes;
Winds surely must full fiercely blow, with waves to fill the main, in sooth.
My heart's domain now thought of thee, now grief for thee, alternate rule;
This realm to wreck and waste to lay those two sublime Kings strain, in sooth.
Spite zeal and prayers, Truth sure is found within the cup that's filled with wine;
So acts of rakes are free from all hypocrisy's foul stain, in sooth.
O ‘Aden i , rub thou thy face low 'midst the dust that lines her path;
For eyes with blood filled stand in need of t u ty a , health to gain, in sooth.