1. O journey, journey on though your steps be of gold,
The sword is more truthful than books manifold.

2. A sweet dream fulfilled in a treaty,
That ended up torn, battered by rods.

3. Greece conceded its paper convinced,
Of the spoils - what disgrace in escape!

4. Its hopes left adrift by the winds when
Serenity lifted from the Turks' brows like clouds.

5. So they made it a crescent moon over the banner
Shedding rays on Persian and Arab alike.

6. The Turks rose to honor it, backing it
As the white hand backed it through the ages.

7. It's heroism, their lasting hallmark
With which they ennobled lineage, let alone lineage itself.

8. History tells of their famed, decisive fame -
Of the battleground, the horses charging like flame.

9. It builds on the conquests its firm resolutions,
Raising its stature, humbling those withdrawn.

10. These glorious feats on the continents endure
Proof positive of cause from effect.

11. Ask the epics, for they protect its loam,
Ask the flashings about its noble horsemen.

12. In Istanbul, how many a sign appeared
For the conquerors - how much wonder they brought!

13. What a fine amir we have seen in its conqueror
From the Messenger, and best words are prophetic.

14. The Dardanelles, as lions guarding their lair
Since he opened it, submit to no enraged.

15. Daily he grows, ever more majestic,
Seeking glory, to the highest aspirations.

16. He called to the sea, "My army, stop here!"
And a tide of steeds surged over the dunes.

17. How lovely was his rising in Smyrna -
The beauty of its shores spread over fangs.

18. Healing hearts that received him in thirst
Else livers kept burning in fiery pangs.

19. God has sent an avenger for the nations
From each miscreant affiliated with evil.

20. He came and with him came victory, gushing
Delight into ears, sweeter than melody.

21. He brought the captives with the generals humbled,
"We are Anatolia, fallen with the spoils."

22. Failed the hopes of Greece's sons, reversed,
Those wishes lost, the dream of gain gone.

23. Its remnants scattered in the regions, wandering,
Not knowing where to steer its fatigue.

24. The Turkish lions terrified it till it dispersed
A flash among them, and Greece plunged into vales.

25. No refuge now from the refuge it took, none saves it,
No pity from the pity it showed the defeated.

26. It met from the noble what it had perpetrated.
When it overreached, God afflicted it with decay.

27. Deluded, it roused its biting till,
Incited by the senile George, crazed with havoc,

28. It thought in its rage its policy however it wished
Would foil the schemes. But ruin burrowed within.

29. So it turned lion where it forgot its prodding -
"Who are these?" - and faced them in droves.

30. It hid its greed beneath a veneer and was fooled,
Led by accursed avarice into war.

31. Failed, as failed its supporter in policy,
They clustered lamenting in groups.

32. It resorted to better and its resolves dissolved
From what afflicted it and what coarseness it met.

33. It sued for truce to keep a flicker,
Had it not blundered, it would not have wavered.

34. Neither the fall of Constantinople sated it
Nor Phanariotes famed for their speeches,

35. To the Turks it grudgingly left, against its grain,
And bitterly wept over its depressed state.

36. Had it not been for ships in the hands of unbowed men
Who decreed rightfully, it would not have given or granted.

37. Thus without the sword, right cannot shine,
Nor would our Lord esteem or grant us worth.

38. God ordained on the day the treaty was concluded,
With that noble young hawk well-trodden in war.

39. You guaranteed and you guaranteed well in your policy,
Being commissioned for the utmost excellence.

40. You dictated terms they accepted as presented,
Approving them - without the sword, they would not have poured.

41. And you began addressing Muslims with affection,
Since that golden pen inscribed them.

42. London acquiesced to the matter humbled,
The head followed the tail in its burrows.

43. Those of proven policy rallied to the Turks,
Better disposed on the battlefield to the game.

44. Boulogne exploited gains for Frankland
Gurgo planted an orchard appeasing the Arab.

45. Had the Turks' request not been met, in both worlds
Volcanoes of wrath would have erupted.

46. O Mustafa, the chosen one, may you be pleased,
For pleasing you is an honor, O best of the elect!

47. I salute you, Tunisia, so relay the greetings
From a garden of poetry with bouquets of literature.

48. Through you the noble nation has emerged
Strutting in victory, in its rough garb.

49. Esteem of the Muslim people is bolstered,
All kingdoms celebrate and tremble with joy.

50. So come perform the pilgrimage, to untie its knot,
And bow there to the Lord of the House, draw near.