او حکایت کرد کز بعد طعام ** دید انس دستارخوان را زردفام
He (that person) related that after the meal Anas saw the table-napkin (was) yellow in hue,
چرکن و آلوده گفت ای خادمه ** اندر افکن در تنورش یک‌دمه
Dirty and stained; and said, “O maid-servant, throw it into the oven at once.”
در تنور پر ز آتش در فکند ** آن زمان دستارخوان را هوشمند
Thereupon the intelligent (maid) threw it into the oven, which was full of fire.
جمله مهمانان در آن حیران شدند ** انتظار دود کندوری بدند
All the guests were astounded thereat: they were in expectation of (seeing) the smoke of the (burning) napkin.
بعد یکساعت بر آورد از تنور ** پاک و اسپید و از آن اوساخ دور3115
After a short time she took it out of the oven, clean and white and purged of that filth.
قوم گفتند ای صحابی عزیز ** چون نسوزید و منقی گشت نیز
The party (of guests) said, “O venerable Companion (of the Prophet), how didn't it burn, and how too did it become cleansed?”
گفت زانک مصطفی دست و دهان ** بس بمالید اندرین دستارخوان
He replied, “Because Mustafá (Mohammed) often rubbed his hands and lips on this napkin.”
ای دل ترسنده از نار و عذاب ** با چنان دست و لبی کن اقتراب
O heart afraid of the fire and torment (of Hell), draw nigh unto such a hand and lip as that!
چون جمادی را چنین تشریف داد ** جان عاشق را چه‌ها خواهد گشاد
Since it (the Prophet's blessing) bestowed such honour upon a lifeless object, what things will it reveal to the soul of the lover!
مر کلوخ کعبه را چون قبله کرد ** خاک مردان باش ای جان در نبرد3120
Inasmuch as he (the Prophet) made the clods of the Ka‘ba the qibla (towards which the Moslems turn), do thou, O soul, be (as) the dust of holy men in (thy) war (against the flesh).
بعد از آن گفتند با آن خادمه ** تو نگویی حال خود با این همه
Afterwards they said to the maid-servant, “Wilt not thou tell (us) thine own feelings about all this?
چون فکندی زود آن از گفت وی ** گیرم او بردست در اسرار پی
Why didst thou (so) quickly cast it (into the oven) at his behest? I suppose he was acquainted with the secrets,
این‌چنین دستارخوان قیمتی ** چون فکندی اندر آتش ای ستی
(But) why didst thou, mistress, throw such a precious napkin into the fire?”
She answered, “I have confidence in the generous: I do not despair of their bounty.
میزری چه بود اگر او گویدم ** در رو اندر عین آتش بی ندم3125
What of a piece of cloth? If he bid me (myself) go without regret into the very essence of the fire,
اندر افتم از کمال اعتماد ** از عباد الله دارم بس امید
I, from perfect confidence (in him), will fall (throw myself) in: I have great hope of them that are devoted to God.
سر در اندازم نه این دستارخوان ** ز اعتماد هر کریم رازدان
I will throw myself in, not (only) this napkin, because of my confidence in every generous one who knows the mystery.”
ای برادر خود برین اکسیر زن ** کم نباید صدق مرد از صدق زن
O brother, apply thyself to this elixir: the faith of a man must not be less than the faith of a woman.
آن دل مردی که از زن کم بود ** آن دلی باشد که کم ز اشکم بود
The heart of the man that is less than a woman is the heart that is less (in worth) than the belly.
قصه‌ی فریاد رسیدن رسول علیه السلام کاروان عرب را کی از تشنگی و بی‌آبی در مانده بودند و دل بر مرگ نهاده شتران و خلق زبان برون انداخته
Story of the Prophet's, on whom be peace, coming to the aid of a caravan of Arabs who had been brought to sore straits by thirst and lack of water and had set their minds on death: (both) the camels and the people (of the caravan) had let their tongues drop out (of their mouths from exhaustion).
اندر آن وادی گروهی از عرب ** خشک شد از قحط بارانشان قرب3130
In that wadi (was) a company of Arabs: their water-skins had become dry from lack of rain:
در میان آن بیابان مانده ** کاروانی مرگ خود بر خوانده
A caravan amidst the desert in sore distress—they had rehearsed their own death.
ناگهانی آن مغیث هر دو کون ** مصطفی پیدا شد از ره بهر عون
Suddenly he who succours both worlds, Mustafá (Mohammed), appeared on the way, for help's sake.
دید آنجا کاروانی بس بزرگ ** بر تف ریگ و ره صعب و سترگ
He saw there an exceeding great caravan on the scalding sand and (engaged in) a hard and terrible journey;
اشترانشان را زبان آویخته ** خلق اندر ریگ هر سو ریخته
The tongues of their camels hanging out, the people strown everywhere on the sand.
رحمش آمد گفت هین زوتر روید ** چند یاری سوی آن کثبان دوید3135
He took pity and said, “Hark, go at once, some of your comrades, and run to yonder sandhills,