Author of quotes: Abu-al-Sanai Majd

You've heard the story already driven world
As a woman once did to the Emir,
With the late Mahmoud Eminem himself,
That was for bounties rightly praise?
So stout was her behavior,
That finger Mahmud bit into the surprise!
The Governor, in Bavarde the excesses of performing,
Offended widow away from the king:
Robbed the old woman, without money, without food
Left to weep in a ruined home.
How the old woman went in Gasno{*},
I am now the true story begins.
She came to the Shah. Falling at the threshold,
The widow called on the Almighty God
The witnesses, as well as shelter and rags -
All taken with the Governor, the destroyer of her.
The Shah, seated on his throne high
Looked on the sorrowful sympathetic eye,
He said: "Immediately her to give the letter.
Let him in his house shall remain again!"
With a parting certificate of the wise Shah
The widow in Baird returned without fear.
The Governor, straining insidious mind,
Decided to "Do I like old Sodom.
Leave the widow without belongings and homes -
Surely in Gasno go again!
Though in the letter it is said: "her return" -
Order to circumvent'll manage somehow."
He did not want to know neither Allah, nor Shah
The widow did not return he and a handful of dust.
The old woman again in Gasno walked.
Look what happened of the case:
There the Shah all over again she told
And wept bitterly in the throne room.
The villain cursed and full of confusion,
The Shah of protection she asked.
Shah said: "the Letter to give it to her!
I right always grant mercy".
The widow is, "Wear I am tired of them, -
The ruler does not listen to your letters!"
But there shahawy ears became deaf -
Without going it into words offended old woman.
He said: "to Give a letter - it is mine -
A king has to listen to her.
Since the one in Abivardi we do not want to listen
And the will of the Lord boldly defames, -
Well, shout! Rash on the head of the dust!
I see nothing incoherent in speech!"
"No, my Shah! the old woman said sternly, -
Since the slave despises the ruler of the word
I'm not going to pour a head ashes,
Let the head ashes showering my check.
To grieve and cry Mr stuck,
Since a slave of his words is not afraid in the least!"
The Shah heard that the widow said,
And he himself condemned by his own words.
He said to the widow: "Peace be between us!
True I was angry words.
Truly in the dust my head
You're right, the old woman, a hundred times right!
Who wants to be the first in an extensive power -
On stout servants to rely not right!"