Zál, seeing this, gave thanks exceedingly
To that victorious and discerning Sháh.
When Zál resumed his seat Gúdarz arose,
He urged a just request, and thus he said:—
“Victorious Sháh! we never yet have seen
A master of the throne to equal thee.
From Minúchihr as far as Kai Kubád,
And from Káús until thy noble self,
We have girt up our loins before the chiefs,
And have not had a single day's repose.
My sons and grandsons numbered seventy-eight;
Now eight remain; the rest have passed away.

Moreover watchful Gív for seven years
Was in Túrán, deprived of food and rest;
Upon the waste he lived on onager,
And wore the skins of game. The Sháh, when he
Came to Írán, had seen what toils Gív bare
For him. He wearieth of crown and throne,
And Gív expecteth kindness at his hands.”
Khusrau replied: “He hath done better still,
And may a thousand blessings rest upon him,
The Master of the world be his ally,
And may his foemen's rose be full of thorns.
My havings great and small are in thy hand.
May health of body and of mind be thine.”
He made a grant of Kum and Ispahán—
The seat of nobles and the home of chiefs.
The scribe wrote out with musk and ambergris
On silk the great king's letter, who impressed
His golden seal thereon, blessed it, and said:—
“May God be well contented with Gúdarz,
And may his foemen's hearts be filled with smoke!”
He thus addressed the Íránians: “Know ye this,
That gallant Gív, who hath the thews of chieftains
And lion's claws, is my memorial
To be your succour after I am gone.
Submit yourselves to his authority,
And not transgress the counsels of Gúdarz.”
The chieftains of that race with one accord
Renewed their blessings on their sovereign lord.