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دفتر دوم - بخش ۱۱۰ - جستن آن درخت کی هر که میوهٔ آن درخت خورد نمیرد / Book Two - Section 110 - Seeking the tree whose fruit whoever eats will not die

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گفت دانایی برای داستانکه درختی هست در هندوستان
A wise man told, for the sake of a tale,
That there is a tree in Hindustan—
هر کسی کز میوهٔ او خورد و بردنی شود او پیر نی هرگز بمرد
Whoever eats of its fruit and carries it away
Neither grows old nor ever dies.
پادشاهی این شنید از صادقیبر درخت و میوه اش شد عاشقی
A king heard this from a truthful man
And fell in love with that tree and its fruit.
قاصدی دانا ز دیوان ادبسوی هندوستان روان کرد از طلب
A wise messenger from the court of letters
He dispatched toward Hindustan, driven by longing.
سالها می گشت آن قاصد ازوگرد هندوستان برای جست و جو
For years that messenger wandered for it,
All around Hindustan in search.
شهر شهر از بهر این مطلوب گشتنی جزیره ماند و نی کوه و نی دشت
City by city he roamed for this desired thing—
No island was left, nor mountain, nor plain.
هر که را پرسید کردش ریش خندکین کی جوید جز مگر مجنون بند
Whoever he asked mocked him with laughter:
"Who seeks this but one bound in madness?"
بس کسان صفعش زدند اندر مزاحبس کسان گفتند ای صاحب فلاح
Many gave him a slap in jest,
Many said: "O man of good fortune—
جست و جوی چون تو زیرک سینه صافکی تهی باشد کجا باشد گزاف
A quest by one as shrewd and pure-hearted as you,
How could it be empty? Where could it be in vain?"
وین مراعاتش یکی صفع دگروین ز صفع آشکارا سخت تر
Yet this flattery was another slap for him,
And harder than an open slap.
می ستودندش به تسخر کای بزرگدر فلان اقلیم بس هول و سترگ
They praised him mockingly: "O great one,
In such-and-such a land—tremendous and vast—
در فلان بیشه درختی هست سبزبس بلند و پهن و هر شاخیش گبز
In such-and-such a forest there is a green tree,
Very tall and wide, with every branch of it thick."
قاصد شه بسته در جستن کمرمی شنید از هر کسی نوعی خبر
The king's messenger, girded for the quest,
Heard a different kind of report from each person.
بس سیاحت کرد آنجا سالهامی فرستادش شهنشه مالها
He traveled much there over the years,
And the king kept sending him wealth.
چون بسی دید اندر آن غربت تعبعاجز آمد آخر الامر از طلب
When he had suffered much hardship in that foreign land,
He was at last exhausted in his seeking.
هیچ از مقصود اثر پیدا نشدزان غرض غیر خبر پیدا نشد
No trace of his goal appeared at all;
Of that purpose, nothing but rumor was found.
رشتهٔ اومید او بگسسته شدجستهٔ او عاقبت ناجسته شد
The thread of his hope was severed;
What he sought at last became unsought.
کرد عزم بازگشتن سوی شاهاشک می بارید و می برید راه
He resolved to return to the king—
Tears streaming, he made his way.

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