او چو بیند خلق را سر مست خویش ** از تکبر می‌‌رود از دست خویش‌‌

When he sees the people intoxicated with (desire for) him, because of arrogance he loses self-control.

او نداند که هزاران را چو او ** دیو افکنده ست اندر آب جو

He does not know that the Devil has cast thousands like him into the water of the river (of destruction).

لطف و سالوس جهان خوش لقمه‌‌ای است ** کمترش خور کان پر آتش لقمه‌‌ای است‌‌ 1855

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it (eat it not), for it is a morsel full of fire.

آتشش پنهان و ذوقش آشکار ** دود او ظاهر شود پایان کار

Its fire is hidden and its taste is manifest: its smoke becomes visible in the end.

تو مگو آن مدح را من کی خورم ** از طمع می‌‌گوید او پی می‌‌برم‌‌

Do not say, “How should I swallow that praise? He is speaking from desire (for reward): I am on his track (and see quite well what he is after).”

مادحت گر هجو گوید بر ملا ** روزها سوزد دلت ز آن سوزها

If your belauder should satirise you in public, your heart would burn for (many) days on account of those scorches (of vituperation).

گر چه دانی کاو ز حرمان گفت آن ** کان طمع که داشت از تو شد زیان‌‌

Although you know that he (only) said it in disappointment because the hopes he had of you brought him no gain,

آن اثر می‌‌ماندت در اندرون ** در مدیح این حالتت هست آزمون‌‌ 1860

(Yet) the effect thereof is remaining within you. The same experience happens to you in the case of praise.

آن اثر هم روزها باقی بود ** مایه‌‌ی کبر و خداع جان شود

The effect of that too lasts for many days and becomes a source of arrogance and deception of the soul,

لیک ننماید چو شیرین است مدح ** بد نماید ز آن که تلخ افتاد قدح‌‌

But it does not show itself, because praise is sweet; (in the case of blame) the evil shows itself, because blame is bitter.