بیــــا تا جهــــان را به بــد نسپریم
به کوشش همه دست نیکی بریم
نبــاشد همی نیک و بـــد پــــایدار
همـــــان به که نیکی بود یادگار
O' let us not entrust the world to vice
And all attempt the virtue's hand—advice!
The vice and virtue not forever stay;
So better virtue stays a keepsake—say!
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Mohammad Ali Pirooz (Pseudonym) (
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And add to virtue knowledge;
Strongly stated and a most important message. Well written
Thank you so much, dear! I've recently offered a revolutionary translation of Omar Khayyam's Quatrains, what Fitzgerald or any other famous translators have been unable to do and convey the very authentic voice of this popular Persian poet in the world for more than a century and half. The book is entitled, "The First Most Precise Translation of Omar Khayyam's Quatrains (What Khayyam Has Really Said). I'll occasionally send some of them to dear readers for evaluation and enjoyment. If interested, I can present the whole book with a proper price.
You are most welcome
Thanks a lot, dear!
Based on the exact word-for-word equivalents provided, which translation is most precise?
آن قصر که جمشید در او جام گرفت
آهو بچه کرد و روبه آرام گرفت
بهرام که گور می گرفتی همه عمر
دیدی که چگونه گور بهرام گرفت
آن = that
قصر = palace
که = where
جمشید = Jamshid
در = in
او = that place
جام = cup
گرفت = held
آهو = deer
بچه کرد = gave birth
و = and
روبه = fox
آرام گرفت =got peace
بهرام = Bahram
که = who
گور = wild ass
می گرفتی = hunted
همه = whole
عمر = life
دیدی = did you see
چگونه = how
گور = grave
بهرام = Bahram
گرفت = hunted
M. A Pirooz (2025)
The palace where Jamshid would hold his cup,
A place for doe to fawn, for fox to rest.
Bahram, who hunted wild ass whole his life,
You see how hunted, then, by grave—the best?
FitzGerald (1859):
They say the Lion and the Lizard keep
The Courts where Jamshýd gloried and drank deep;
And Bahrám, that great Hunter—the Wild Ass
Stamps o'er his Head, and he lies fast asleep.
Whinfield (1883):
That palace which Bahram built of old,
Where now the fox and badger have their hold,
Was once the throne-room of the royal Jamshid,
Consider what has passed, and what's to be told.
Swami Govinda Tirtha (1941):
The palace where Jamshid drained the festive bowl,
Is now the haunt of the fox and the timid deer;
See how the grave has seized proud Bahram Gaur,
Who in his lifetime seized the wild Gur deer!
Arberry (1952):
"That palace where Jamshid once drank wine,
There now the fox doth couch, the fawns recline.
See Bahram Gūr, who hunted gūr—behold
How by the Gūr he’s hunted, that old sign!
Graves (1968):
"That palace where Jamshid his wine-glasses pressed,
Now foxes whelp and the soft leverets nest,
And King Bahram, who captured the wild ass, see
Now by a wild ass captured and oppressed!
Avery (1979):
The palace where Jamshid pressed the ruby cup,
In it the deer her fawn has raised, the fox his couch made up.
That Bahram who the onager (gūr) was always trapping—
The grave (gūr) has trapped Bahram: look at the way things shape.
Seidan (20th c.):
That palace in which Jam seized the cup,
The deer fawned and the fox took rest.
Bahram, who all his life used to seize the wild-ass,
Did you see how the wild-ass (grave) seized Bahram?
Based on the exact word-for-word equivalents provided, which translation is most precise?
آن قصر که جمشید در او جام گرفت
آهو بچه کرد و روبه آرام گرفت
بهرام که گور می گرفتی همه عمر
دیدی که چگونه گور بهرام گرفت
آن = that
قصر = palace
که = where
جمشید = Jamshid
در = in
او = that place
جام = cup
گرفت = held
آهو = deer
بچه کرد = gave birth
و = and
روبه = fox
آرام گرفت =got peace
بهرام = Bahram
که = who
گور = wild ass
می گرفتی = hunted
همه = whole
عمر = life
دیدی = did you see
چگونه = how
گور = grave
بهرام = Bahram
گرفت = hunted
M. A. Pirooz (2025):
The palace where Jamshid would hold his cup,
A place for doe to fawn, for fox to rest.
Bahram, who hunted wild ass whole his life,
You see how hunted, then, by grave—the best?
FitzGerald (1859):
They say the Lion and the Lizard keep
The Courts where Jamshýd gloried and drank deep;
And Bahrám, that great Hunter—the Wild Ass
Stamps o'er his Head, and he lies fast asleep.
Whinfield (1883):
That palace which Bahram built of old,
Where now the fox and badger have their hold,
Was once the throne-room of the royal Jamshid,
Consider what has passed, and what's to be told.
Swami Govinda Tirtha (1941):
The palace where Jamshid drained the festive bowl,
Is now the haunt of the fox and the timid deer;
See how the grave has seized proud Bahram Gaur,
Who in his lifetime seized the wild Gur deer!
Arberry (1952):
That palace where Jamshid once drank wine,
There now the fox doth couch, the fawns recline.
See Bahram Gūr, who hunted gūr—behold
How by the Gūr he’s hunted, that old sign!
Graves (1968):
That palace where Jamshid his wine-glasses pressed,
Now foxes whelp and the soft leverets nest,
And King Bahram, who captured the wild ass, see
Now by a wild ass captured and oppressed!
Avery (1979):
The palace where Jamshid pressed the ruby cup,
In it the deer her fawn has raised, the fox his couch made up.
That Bahram who the onager (gūr) was always trapping—
The grave (gūr) has trapped Bahram: look at the way things shape.
Seidan (20th c.):
That palace in which Jam seized the cup,
The deer fawned and the fox took rest.
Bahram, who all his life used to seize the wild-ass,
Did you see how the wild-ass (grave) seized Bahram?
Most well done most scholarly
a firm message, well written
Thank you so much, dear! I've recently offered a revolutionary translation of Omar Khayyam's Quatrains, what Fitzgerald or any other famous translators have been unable to do and convey the very authentic voice of this popular Persian poet in the world for more than a century and half. The book is entitled, "The First Most Precise Translation of Omar Khayyam's Quatrains (What Khayyam Has Really Said). I'll occasionally send some of them to dear readers for evaluation and enjoyment. If interested, I can present the whole book with a proper price.
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