Saadi Shirazi

[Sa'di] (1814-1291 / Iran)

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (8/12/2016 6:12:00 AM)

    For Western students the Bostan and Golestan have a special attraction; but Saadi is also remembered as a great panegyrist and lyricist, the author of a number of masterly general odes portraying human experience, and also of particular odes such as the lament on the fall of Baghdad after the Mongol invasion in 1258. His lyrics are to be found in Ghazaliyat (Lyrics) and his odes in Qasa'id (Odes) . He is also known for a number of works in Arabic. The peculiar blend of human kindness and cynicism, humour, and resignation displayed in Saadi's works, together with a tendency to avoid the hard dilemma, make him, to many, the most typical and lovable writer in the world of Iranian culture.

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  • D.l. Aceves D.l. Aceves (4/19/2014 12:09:00 AM)

    Someone please fix the date. He was born c.1212 not 1814.

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Best Poem of Saadi Shirazi

Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 19

It is related that, whilst some game was being roasted for Nushirvan the just during a hunting party, no salt could be found. Accordingly a boy was sent to an adjoining village to bring some. Nushirvan said: "Pay for the salt lest it should become a custom and the village be ruined." Having been asked what harm could arise from such a trifling demand, Nushirvan replied: "The foundation of oppression was small in the world but whoever came augmented it so that it reached its present magnitude."

If the king eats one apple from the garden of a subject
His slaves will pull ...

Read the full of Ch 01 Manner Of Kings Story 19

Introductory 03

I was one night meditating on the time which had elapsed, repenting of the life I had squandered and perforating the stony mansion of my heart with adamantine tears. 1 I uttered the following verses in conformity with the state of mind:

Every moment a breath of life is spent,
If I consider, not much of it remains.
O thou, whose fifty years have elapsed in sleep,
Wilt thou perhaps overtake them in these five days?
Shame on him who has gone and done no work.

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