Muntakhab al-tawarikh 5.4

5.4

“It is wrong for me to bewail the misfortunes of others than thee, It is wrong not to weep with thy sorrow. My occupation day and night is to lament and bewail thy sorrow. Thou did’st say, “Thou did’st weep for love of me,” but surely there is a difference in shedding blood and shedding tears At all hours I suffer a thousand pangs for the grief of the love of thee, nor do I weep alone I cannot but melt with love of thee, nor is there any remedy for the pain I suffer for thee, save weeping Apart from thee Fate has nothing in store for me Save vexation, one day, and weeping the next From thy era discord springs, for if not how comes it to pass that the whole world should weep from my time to that of the king? Begtïn Malik Shah, he who by his sword made the brave warriors to weep openly on the field of battle The King Nizam Din to whom at the time of his conflict Came from the tombs of Rustum and Dara the sound of weeping The gems in the depths of the sea or in the heart of the flinty rock were compelled to weep for shame at his eloquence, The inhabitants of the world above were compelled to weep, cast down by the destroying arrow of his wrath From envy of his splendour, which surpasses the sun in its zenith, The Gemini were forced to weep constantly in the heavens Oh! thou in presence of whose pearl-scattering hand the ocean weeps like a cloud from every pore! Who in view of thy majesty would dare or desire to weep over the corpse of thy enemy?