Chapter VI: Story of the Haji's Ivory Comb

Saadi (1210–1291), translated by G. S. Davie · 1882

anapaestic tetrameter · rhyming couplets · 14 lines · from The Garden of Fragrance

A Haji once gave me an ivory comb ;(Mercy rest on the virtues of Hajis, who roam !)I had heard that he dared once to call me a dog;For at something I said, was his mind set agog."This bone," I said—casting the comb on the ground—"Does not suit me ! henceforth do not call me a hound!If I drink my own vinegar, do not suppose,That I care to endure the confectioner's blows !"Let a little, oh spirit, your wish satisfy !That the Sultan and beggar as one, you may spy !In front of a monarch, your wishes, why bring?When you've set aside greed, you yourself are a king !If you worship yourself, make your stomach a gong !And pray at each door, as you travel along.

Words in this poem

agog a.
In eager desire; eager; astir. [Cf. F. gogue fun, perhaps of Celtic origin.]
henceforth adv.
From this time forward; henceforward.
greed n.
An eager desire or longing; greediness; as, a greed of gain. [Akin to Goth. grdus hunger, Icel. graedhr. sq. root34. See Greedy.]
gong n.
A privy or jakes. Chaucer. Gong farmer, Gong man, a cleaner of privies. [AS. gong, gang, a going, passage, drain. See Gang.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Chapter VI: Story of the Haji's Ivory Comb is in the public domain. This text is taken from The Garden of Fragrance: being a complete translation of the Bostan of Sadi from the original Persian into English verse, by G. S. Davie (London: Kegan Paul, Trench and Co., 1882), Internet Archive, the G. S. Davie translation; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Saadi, Chapter VI: Story of the Haji's Ivory Comb, in The Garden of Fragrance (1882), text of Internet Archive, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/saadi-bostan/6-2.html, id L29669.

Form and metre

Chapter VI: Story of the Haji's Ivory Comb is 14 lines in a single stanza. It is in rhyming couplets. The metre is anapaestic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 94%).

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Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 AABBCCDDEEFFGG combA · roamA · dogB · agogB · groundC · houndC · supposeD · blowsD · satisfyE · spyE · bringF · kingF · gongG · alongG
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against anapaestic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
A Haji once gave me an ivory comb ;11·······/˘˘·
(Mercy rest on the virtues of Hajis, who roam !)12/˘···/˘·····
I had heard that he dared once to call me a dog;12············
For at something I said, was his mind set agog.12··/˘······˘/
"This bone," I said—casting the comb on the ground—11····/˘·····
"Does not suit me ! henceforth do not call me a hound!12····//······
If I drink my own vinegar, do not suppose,12·····/˘˘··˘/
That I care to endure the confectioner's blows !"12····˘/·˘/˘˘·
Let a little, oh spirit, your wish satisfy !12··/˘·/˘··/˘·
That the Sultan and beggar as one, you may spy !12··/˘·/˘·····
In front of a monarch, your wishes, why bring?11····/··/˘··
When you've set aside greed, you yourself are a king !12···˘/··˘/···
If you worship yourself, make your stomach a gong !12··/˘/˘··/˘··
And pray at each door, as you travel along.11·······/˘˘/

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