кўнгил тўлгудек
А: Бизга қурбон ийди Шоҳрухияда бўлди. Бетаваққуф ўтуб, хон қошиға Тошкандга бордим. Бу рубоийни айтиб эдим, маъмул қофиясида тараддудим бор эди, ул маҳалда шеър мусталаҳотиға мунча татаббуъ қилмайдур эдим, хон хуштабъ киши эди, шеър айтур эди, агарчи сар-у сомонлиқ ғазали камроқ эди, бу рубоийни хонға ўткариб, тараддудимни арз қилдим. Кўнгул тинғудек шофий жавоб топмадим. Ғолибо, шеър мусталаҳотиға камроқ татаббуъ қилғондурлар. Рубоий будур:Ёд этмас эмиш кишини меҳнатта киши,Шод этмас эмиш кўнгулни ғурбатта киши.Кўнглим бу ғараблиқта шод ўлмади ҳеч,Ғурбатта севунмас эмиш, албатта, киши [88-89]. 1. I passed the Ide-e-korban in Shahrokhia, but, without tarrying there, I went to Tashkend to the Khan. I had composed the following rubai in a well-known measure, and was dubious about the correctness of its rhymes, as that time, I had not studied with much attention the style and phraseology of poetry. The Khan had pretensions to taste, and, moreover, wrote verses; though his odes, to be sure, were rather deficient both in manner and substance. I presented my rubai, however, to the Khan, and expressed to him my apprehensions, but did not get such an explicit or satisfactory answer as to remove my doubts. Indeed, it was pretty clear that he had no great skill in poetic diction. The following is the rubai or quatrain in question: -(Turki) — No one remembers him who is in adversity;A banished man cannot indulge his heart: in happiness;My heart is far from joy in this exile;However brave, an exile has no pleasures [102].