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سندبادنامه 381.1

English (machine translation) 381.1

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381.1

“Your promises are slow in this manner / because this wretched heart is held in your grasp.
You have slackened the rope of action / while today my affair has fallen into tight straits.”
And after performing the rites of homage and observing the conditions of prayer and praise, she unlocked her tongue
in grievance, described the endurance of hardships and ploys, and said: “May the majesty of the king of the world,
and the shadow of God’s glory—whose justice is the refuge of the distressed, and whose grace is the sanctuary
of the sorrowful—ever ascend and rise through the degrees of exaltation and the steps of eminence!
Ever has the king, acting in accordance with the well-wisher’s desire, held fast and clung to the rope of piety and certainty and the firm handle
of religion; and has been cloaked in the mantle of justice and adorned with the ornament of equity!

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