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دفتر چهارم - بخش ۱۱ - قصهٔ آن دباغ کی در بازار عطاران از بوی عطر و مشک بیهوش و رنجور شد / Book Four - Section 11 - The Tale of the Tanner Who Fell Unconscious and Sick in the Perfumers' Bazaar from the Smell of Perfume and Musk

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آن یکی افتاد بیهوش و خمیدچونک در بازار عطاران رسید
A certain man fell unconscious and bent double
when he arrived at the perfumers' bazaar.
بوی عطرش زد ز عطاران رادتا بگردیدش سر و بر جا فتاد
The fragrance struck him from the generous perfumers
till his head spun and he fell on the spot.
هم چو مردار اوفتاد او بی خبرنیم روز اندر میان ره گذر
Like a corpse he lay senseless
at midday in the midst of the thoroughfare.
جمع آمد خلق بر وی آن زمانجملگان لاحول گو درمان کنان
The crowd gathered around him at that moment,
all reciting lā ḥawl, attempting remedies.
آن یکی کف بر دل او می براندوز گلاب آن دیگری بر وی فشاند
One rubbed his palm across the man's chest,
and another sprinkled rosewater over him.
او نمی دانست کاندر مرتعهاز گلاب آمد ورا آن واقعه
He did not know that in that field
it was the rosewater that had caused his swoon.
آن یکی دستش همی مالید و سروآن دگر کهگل همی آورد تر
One kept rubbing his hands and head,
and another brought wet clay plaster.
آن بخور عود و شکر زد به هموآن دگر از پوششش می کرد کم
One burned aloeswood and sugar together as incense,
and another was removing his garments.
وآن دگر نبضش که تا چون می جهدوان دگر بوی از دهانش می ستد
And another felt his pulse to see how it beat,
and another took the smell of his breath—
تا که می خوردست و یا بنگ و حشیشخلق درماندند اندر بیهشیش
to see whether he had drunk wine, or bhang or hashish.
The people were confounded by his unconsciousness.
پس خبر بردند خویشان را شتابکه فلان افتاده است آن جا خراب
Then they swiftly brought the news to his kinsmen
that so-and-so had fallen there in ruin.
کس نمی داند که چون مصروع گشتیا چه شد کور افتاد از بام طشت
No one knows how he was struck with a fit,
or what happened—did he fall sightless from the rooftop trough?
یک برادر داشت آن دباغ زفتگربز و دانا بیامد زود تفت
That stout tanner had one brother,
clever and wise, who came swiftly and in haste.
اندکی سرگین سگ در آستینخلق را بشکافت و آمد با حنین
With a little dog dung in his sleeve
he parted the crowd and came with yearning.
گفت من رنجش همی دانم ز چیستچون سبب دانی دوا کردن جلیست
He said: I know well what his illness is from;
when you know the cause, applying the cure is plain.
چون سبب معلوم نبود مشکلستداروی رنج و در آن صد محملست
When the cause is not known, it is difficult;
the remedy for the pain has a hundred interpretations.
چون بدانستی سبب را سهل شددانش اسباب دفع جهل شد
When you have known the cause, it becomes easy;
knowledge of causes drives away ignorance.
گفت با خود هستش اندر مغز و رگتوی بر تو بوی آن سرگین سگ
He said to himself: in his brain and veins
layer upon layer is the smell of that dog dung.
تا میان اندر حدث او تا به شبغرق دباغیست او روزی طلب
From morning until night he is immersed in filth;
he is drowned in tanning, seeking his daily bread.
پس چنین گفته ست جالینوس مهآنچ عادت داشت بیمار آنش ده
Thus great Galen has said:
give the patient what he was accustomed to—
کز خلاف عادتست آن رنج اوپس دوای رنجش از معتاد جو
for his suffering is from going against his habit;
so seek the remedy of his pain from what he is used to.
چون جعل گشتست از سرگین کشیاز گلاب آید جعل را بیهشی
Since the dung-beetle has become such through hauling dung,
rosewater brings the dung-beetle to unconsciousness.
هم از آن سرگین سگ داروی اوستکه بدان او را همی معتاد و خوست
That same dog dung is his remedy,
for he is accustomed to it and fond of it.
الخبیثات الخبیثین را بخوانرو و پشت این سخن را باز دان
Recite al-khabīthātu lil-khabīthīn;
go and understand the front and back of this saying.
ناصحان او را به عنبر یا گلابمی دوا سازند بهر فتح باب
His well-wishers treat him with ambergris or rosewater,
making medicine in hope of opening the way.
مر خبیثان را نسازد طیباتدرخور و لایق نباشد ای ثقات
Pure things do not suit the impure;
they are not fitting and appropriate, O trustworthy ones.
چون ز عطر وحی کر گشتند و گمبد فغانشان که تطیرنا بکم
When they became deaf and lost from the perfume of revelation,
their cry was: tatayyarnā bikum.
رنج و بیماریست ما را این مقالنیست نیکو وعظتان ما را به فال
This discourse is pain and illness to us;
your sermons are not a good omen for us.
گر بیاغازید نصحی آشکارما کنیم آن دم شما را سنگسار
If you begin any open counsel,
we will at that instant stone you.
ما بلغو و لهو فربه گشته ایمدر نصیحت خویش را نسرشته ایم
We have grown fat on idle talk and frivolity;
we have not kneaded ourselves in counsel.
هست قوت ما دروغ و لاف و لاغشورش معده ست ما را زین بلاغ
Our nourishment is lies, boasting, and mockery;
this eloquence churns our stomach.
رنج را صدتو و افزون می کنیدعقل را دارو به افیون می کنید
You increase the pain a hundredfold and more;
you drug the intellect with opium.

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