Thy suit prefer; use moderation still:
A blade of grass ne’er overturns a hill.
The sun that lights and warms this nether world,
If brought too near, had all to ruin hurled.110
Seek not to sow dissension in the earth;
Vaunt not the Sun of Tebrīz’[65] holy birth.
Contention’s never-ending. Better far,
Commit to memory this wordy war.
The guest, convinced that love had caused her ill,
Proceeded next the prince’s mind to still.