Basatin al-uns 78.117

78.117

و بلدة من بلاد الهند طیبة ربوعها عن نعیم الخلد تینسم عن النواظر غطت وجهها خجلا لما تراء ی لها من جسمها ارم روض من المجد محضر جوانبه ما زال تنبت فیه الغر والکرام معرس الأمل السیار زائره قد یعتریه عن ربعه صمم شهری که قوم مسرع تیزرو و هم سر حد عمرانات آن را درنمییافت و از کثرت سکک کوچه و محلات خیال شب رو در روز روشن راه مقصد خویش گم می کرد و در نزهت و لطافت

And [there is] a city among the cities of India, delightful, / whose quarters exhale the bliss of eternity;
She covered her face from onlookers out of shame, / when Iram appeared to her from her body;
A meadow of glory whose borders are made green, / in which the noble and generous never cease to spring up;
The halting place of hope, whose visiting traveler / may be afflicted with deafness toward any other abode.
A city whose limits of cultivation even the swiftest courier of imagination could not reach, and from the multiplicity of its streets,
alleys, and quarters, the night-roaming phantom would lose its intended way in broad daylight; and in pleasantness and charm