（Presented at the Ramzan Durbar）
Deign1, Prince, my tribute to receive, This lyric2 offering to your name, Who round your jewelled scepter bind3 The lilies of a poet's fame； Beneath whose sway concordant dwell The peoples whom your laws embrace, In brotherhood4 of perse creeds5, And harmony of perse race：
The votaries6 of the Prophet's faith, Of whom you are the crown and chief And they, who bear on Vedic brows Their mystic symbols of belief；
And they, who worshipping the sun, Fled o'er the old Iranian sea； And they, who bow to Him who trod The midnight waves of Galilee.
Sweet, sumptuous7 fables8 of Baghdad The splendours of your court recall, The torches of a Thousand Nights Blaze through a single festival； And Saki-singers down the streets, Pour for us, in a stream pine, From goblets9 of your love-ghazals The rapture10 of your Sufi wine.
Prince, where your radiant cities smile, Grim hills their sombre vigils keep, Your ancient forests hoard11 and hold The legends of their centuried sleep； Your birds of peace white-pinioned float O'er ruined fort and storied plain, Your faithful stewards12 sleepless13 guard The harvests of your gold and grain.
God give you joy, God give you grace To shield the truth and smite14 the wrong, To honour Virtue15, Valour, Worth. To cherish faith and foster song. So may the lustre16 of your days Outshine the deeds Firdusi sung, Your name within a nation's prayer, Your music on a nation's tongue.
