Gazel
(SULTAN SEL I M I.)
G AZEL
From Ist a mb o l's throne a mighty host to I r a n guided I;
Sunken deep in blood of shame I made the Golden Heads to lie.
Glad the Slave, my resolution, lord of Egypt's realm became:
Thus I raised my royal banner e'en as the Nine Heavens high.
From the kingdom fair of " Ir a q to Hij a z these tidings sped,
When I played the harp of Heavenly Aid at feast of victory.
Through my sabre Transoxania drowned was in a sea of blood;
Emptied I of kuhl of Isfah a n the adversary's eye.
Flowed adown a River A m u from each foeman's every hair —
Rolled the sweat of terror's fever — if I happed him to espy.
Bishop-mated was the King of India by my Queenly troops,
When I played the Chess of empire on the Board of sov'reignty.
O Selim i , in thy name was struck the coinage of the world,
When in crucible of Love Divine, like gold, that melted I.
G AZEL
From Ist a mb o l's throne a mighty host to I r a n guided I;
Sunken deep in blood of shame I made the Golden Heads to lie.
Glad the Slave, my resolution, lord of Egypt's realm became:
Thus I raised my royal banner e'en as the Nine Heavens high.
From the kingdom fair of " Ir a q to Hij a z these tidings sped,
When I played the harp of Heavenly Aid at feast of victory.
Through my sabre Transoxania drowned was in a sea of blood;
Emptied I of kuhl of Isfah a n the adversary's eye.
Flowed adown a River A m u from each foeman's every hair —
Rolled the sweat of terror's fever — if I happed him to espy.
Bishop-mated was the King of India by my Queenly troops,
When I played the Chess of empire on the Board of sov'reignty.
O Selim i , in thy name was struck the coinage of the world,
When in crucible of Love Divine, like gold, that melted I.
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