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دفتر ششم - بخش ۱۱۳ - ذکر آن پادشاه که آن دانشمند را به اکراه در مجلس آورد و بنشاند ساقی شراب بر دانشمند عرضه کرد ساغر پیش او داشت رو بگردانید و ترشی و تندی آغاز کرد شاه ساقی را گفت کی هین در طبعش آر ساقی چندی بر سرش کوفت و شرابش در خورد داد الی آخره / Book Six - Section 113 - Mention of that king who brought that scholar to the assembly by force and seated him; the cupbearer offered wine to the scholar and held the goblet before him; he turned his face away and began to show sourness and harshne

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

پادشاهی مست اندر بزم خوشمی گذشت آن یک فقیهی بر درش
A drunken king was in a joyous banquet,
A certain jurisprudent (faqih) passed by his door.
کرد اشارت کش درین مجلس کشیدوان شراب لعل را با او چشید
He gave a sign that they should drag him into this assembly,
And taste that ruby wine with him.
پس کشیدندش به شه بی اختیارشست در مجلس ترش چون زهر و مار
So they dragged him to the king involuntarily;
He sat in the assembly, sour as poison and a snake.
عرضه کردش می نپذرفت او به خشماز شه و ساقی بگردانید چشم
He offered him wine, he did not accept it in anger;
He turned his eyes away from the king and the cupbearer.
که به عمر خود نخوردستم شرابخوشتر آید از شرابم زهر ناب
Saying, 'In my life I have never drunk wine;
Pure poison is more pleasant to me than wine.
هین به جای می به من زهری دهیدتا من از خویش و شما زین وا رهید
Come on, give me a poison instead of wine,
So that I may be delivered from myself, and you from this.'
می نخورده عربده آغاز کردگشته در مجلس گران چون مرگ و درد
Without drinking wine, he began to brawl;
He became as burdensome in the assembly as death and pain.
هم چو اهل نفس و اهل آب و گلدر جهان بنشسته با اصحاب دل
Like the people of the flesh and the people of water and clay,
Sitting in the world with the masters of the heart.
حق ندارد خاصگان را در کموناز می احرار جز در یشربون
God does not hold His chosen ones in concealment,
From the wine of the free, except in 'they drink' (yashrabun).
عرضه می دارند بر محجوب جامحس نمی یابد از آن غیر کلام
They offer the cup to the veiled one;
His senses perceive from it nothing but words.
رو همی گرداند از ارشادشانکه نمی بیند به دیده دادشان
He constantly turns his face away from their guidance,
Because he does not see their justice with his eyes.
گر ز گوشش تا به حلقش ره بدیسر نصح اندر درونشان در شدی
If there were a way from his ear to his throat,
The secret of counsel would enter their inside.
چون همه نارست جانش نیست نورکه افکند در نار سوزان جز قشور
Since his soul is all fire, it is not light;
Who throws anything into the burning fire but husks?
مغز بیرون ماند و قشر گفت رفتکی شود از قشر معده گرم و زفت
The kernel remained outside, and the husk of words departed;
When will the stomach become warm and fat from the husk?
نار دوزخ جز که قشر افشار نیستنار را با هیچ مغزی کار نیست
The fire of Hell is nothing but a squeezer of husks;
Fire has no business with any kernel.
ور بود بر مغز ناری شعله زنبهر پختن دان نه بهر سوختن
And if a fire is flaming upon a kernel,
Know it is for baking, not for burning.
تا که باشد حق حکیم این قاعدهمستمر دان در گذشته و نامده
As long as God is the Wise, know this rule
To be continuous in the past and the future.
مغز نغز و قشرها مغفور ازومغز را پس چون بسوزد دور ازو
The kernel is excellent, and the husks are forgiven by Him;
So how should He burn the kernel? Far be it from Him!
از عنایت گر بکوبد بر سرشاشتها آید شراب احمرش
By grace, if He strikes him on the head,
His appetite for the red wine will come.
ور نکوبد ماند او بسته دهانچون فقیه از شرب و بزم این شهان
And if He does not strike, he remains with closed mouth,
Like the jurisprudent from the drink and banquet of these kings.
گفت شه با ساقیش ای نیک پیچه خموشی ده به طبعش آر هی
The king said to his cupbearer, 'O you of good footsteps,
Why are you silent? Give! Bring him into the mood, hey!'
هست پنهان حاکمی بر هر خردهرکه را خواهد به فن از سر برد
There is a hidden ruler over every intellect,
Who, by His art, takes away the senses of whomever He wishes.
آفتاب مشرق و تنویر اوچون اسیران بسته در زنجیر او
The sun of the east and its illumination,
Are like captives bound in His chain.
چرخ را چرخ اندر آرد در زمنچون بخواند در دماغش نیم فن
He brings the wheeling heaven into a whirl in time,
When He recites half a spell into its brain.
عقل کو عقل دگر را سخره کردمهره زو دارد ویست استاد نرد
The intellect that subjected another intellect,
Has the piece from Him; He is the master of backgammon.
چند سیلی بر سرش زد گفت گیردر کشید از بیم سیلی آن زحیر
He struck a few slaps on his head and said, 'Take it!'
From fear of the slap, that afflicted one drank it down.
مست گشت و شاد و خندان شد چو باغدر ندیمی و مضاحک رفت و لاغ
He became drunk, and glad, and smiling like a garden;
He went into companionship, and jesting, and joking.
شیرگیر و خوش شد انگشتک بزدسوی مبرز رفت تا میزک کند
He became bold as a lion and happy, he snapped his fingers;
He went towards the privy to make water.
یک کنیزک بود در مبرز چو ماهسخت زیبا و ز قرناقان شاه
There was a handmaiden in the privy, like the moon,
Very beautiful and one of the king's concubines.
چون بدید او را دهانش باز ماندعقل رفت و تن ستم پرداز ماند
When he saw her, his mouth remained open;
His intellect departed, and his body remained ready for wrongdoing.
عمرها بوده عزب مشتاق و مستبر کنیزک در زمان در زد دو دست
For lifetimes he had been celibate, longing and drunk;
He immediately laid both hands upon the handmaiden.
بس طپید آن دختر و نعره فراشتبر نیامد با وی و سودی نداشت
That girl struggled much and raised a cry;
She could not overcome him, and it was of no use.
زن به دست مرد در وقت لقاچون خمیر آمد به دست نانبا
A woman in the hands of a man at the time of union,
Is like dough in the hands of the baker.
بسرشد گاهیش نرم و گه درشتزو بر آرد چاق چاقی زیر مشت
He kneads it sometimes soft and sometimes rough;
He brings out a slapping sound from it under his fist.
گاه پهنش واکشد بر تخته ایدرهمش آرد گهی یک لخته ای
Sometimes he spreads it out wide on a board;
Sometimes he brings it together in one lump.
گاه در وی ریزد آب و گه نمکاز تنور و آتشش سازد محک
Sometimes he pours water on it, and sometimes salt;
He makes a touchstone of it from the oven and the fire.
این چنین پیچند مطلوب و طلوباندرین لعبند مغلوب و غلوب
In this way the sought and the seeker twist together;
In this play, they are the conquered and the conqueror.
این لعب تنها نه شو را با زنستهر عشیق و عاشقی را این فنست
This play is not only for the husband with the wife;
Every beloved and lover has this art.
از قدیم و حادث و عین و عرضپیچشی چون ویس و رامین مفترض
From the eternal and the temporal, and substance and accident,
A twisting like that of Vis and Ramin is necessitated.
لیک لعب هر یکی رنگی دگرپیچش هر یک ز فرهنگی دگر
But the play of each one has another color;
The twisting of each is from another culture.
شوی و زن را گفته شد بهر مثیلکه مکن ای شوی زن را بد گسیل
Husband and wife were mentioned for the sake of example,
Saying, 'O husband, do not send your wife away badly.'
آن شب گردک نه ینگا دست اوخوش امانت داد اندر دست تو
On the wedding night, did not the bride-dresser
Happily give her hand as a trust into your hand?
کانچ با او تو کنی ای معتمداز بد و نیکی خدا با تو کند
For whatever you do with her, O trusted one,
Of good and evil, God will do with you.
حاصل این جا این فقیه از بی خودینه عفیفی ماندش و نه زاهدی
In short, here this jurisprudent, out of selflessness,
Had neither chastity left, nor asceticism.
آن فقیه افتاد بر آن حورزادآتش او اندر آن پنبه فتاد
That jurisprudent fell upon that houri-born;
His fire fell into that cotton.
جان به جان پیوست و قالب ها چخیدچون دو مرغ سربریده می طپید
Soul joined soul, and bodies strove;
He was fluttering like two beheaded birds.
چه سقایه چه ملک چه ارسلانچه حیا چه دین چه بیم و خوف جان
What of the cupbearer, what of the king, what of the lion?
What of modesty, what of religion, what of fear and dread for his life?
چشمشان افتاده اندر عین و غیننه حسن پیداست این جا نه حسین
Their eyes had fallen into 'ayn' and 'ghayn';
Neither Hasan is visible here, nor Husayn.
شد دراز و کو طریق بازگشتانتظار شاه هم از حد گذشت
It became long, and where is the way of return?
The king's expectation also passed the limit.
شاه آمد تا ببیند واقعهدید آن جا زلزلهٔ القارعه
The king came to see what had happened;
He saw there the earthquake of 'the Striking Hour'.
آن فقیه از بیم برجست و برفتسوی مجلس جام را بربود تفت
That jurisprudent jumped up out of fear and went away;
Towards the assembly, he snatched the cup hastily.
شه چو دوزخ پر شرار و پر نکالتشنهٔ خون دو جفت بدفعال
The king, like Hell, full of sparks and full of punishment,
Thirsty for the blood of the two evil-doing mates.
چون فقیهش دید رخ پر خشم و قهرتلخ و خونی گشته هم چون جام زهر
When his jurisprudent saw a face full of wrath and anger,
Become bitter and bloody like a cup of poison,
بانگ زد بر ساقیش که ای گرم دارچه نشستی خیره ده در طبعش آر
He shouted at his cupbearer, 'O you who keep things warm!
Why are you sitting bewildered? Give! Bring him into the mood!'
خنده آمد شاه را گفت ای کیاآمدم با طبع آن دختر ترا
Laughter came to the king; he said, 'O sir,
I matched your mood with that girl.
پادشاهم کار من عدلست و دادزان خورم که یار را جودم بداد
I am a king, my work is justice and equity;
I eat of that which my bounty gave to the friend.
آنچ آن را من ننوشم هم چو نوشکی دهم در خورد یار و خویش و توش
That which I do not drink as a sweet draught,
When would I give it to be eaten by friend, kinsman, and provisions?
زان خورانم من غلامان را که منمی خورم بر خوان خاص خویشتن
I feed my slaves from that which I
Eat at my own special table.
زان خورانم بندگان را از طعامکه خورم من خود ز پخته یا ز خام
I feed the servants with the food,
That I myself eat, whether cooked or raw.
من چو پوشم از خز و اطلس لباسزان بپوشانم حشم را نه پلاس
When I wear garments of silk and satin,
I clothe my retinue in the same, not in coarse cloth.
شرم دارم از نبی ذو فنونالبسوهم گفت مما تلبسون
I am ashamed before the Prophet of many arts;
He said, "Clothe them from what you clothe yourselves."
مصطفی کرد این وصیت با بنوناطعموا الاذناب مما تاکلون
Mustafa made this testament to the sons:
"Feed the dependents from what you eat."
دیگران را بس به طبع آورده ایدر صبوری چست و راغب کرده ای
You have brought others well into the mood;
You have made them active and desirous in patience.
هم به طبع آور بمردی خویش راپیشوا کن عقل صبراندیش را
Also, bring yourself into the mood manfully;
Make the patience-thinking intellect your guide.
چون قلاووزی صبرت پر شودجان به اوج عرش و کرسی بر شود
When the guidance of your patience becomes full,
Your soul will ascend to the zenith of the Throne and the Footstool.

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