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  • چون فرستادی رسولی پیش زن ** آن رسول از رشک گشتی راه‌زن
  • Whenever he sent a messenger to the woman, the messenger because of jealousy would become a highwayman (barring the way against him);
  • ور بسوی زن نبشتی کاتبش ** نامه را تصحیف خواندی نایبش
  • And if his secretary wrote (a letter to be sent) to the woman, his delegate (messenger) would read the letter (to her) with tashíf;
  • ور صبا را پیک کردی در وفا ** از غباری تیره گشتی آن صبا
  • And if in good faith he made the zephyr his envoy, that zephyr would be darkened by a (cloud of) dust.
  • رقعه گر بر پر مرغی دوختی ** پر مرغ از تف رقعه سوختی 4755
  • If he sewed the letter on the wing of a bird, the bird's wing would be burnt by the ardour of the letter.
  • راههای چاره را غیرت ببست ** لشکر اندیشه را رایت شکست
  • The (Divine) jealousy barred (all) the ways of device and broke the banner of the army of cogitation.
  • بود اول مونس غم انتظار ** آخرش بشکست کی هم انتظار
  • At first, expectation was the comforting friend of (his) sorrow; at last, there broke him—who? Even (the same) expectation.
  • گاه گفتی کین بلای بی‌دواست ** گاه گفتی نه حیات جان ماست
  • Sometimes he would say, “This is an irremediable affliction”; sometimes he would say, “No, it is the life of my spirit.”
  • گاه هستی زو بر آوردی سری ** گاه او از نیستی خوردی بری
  • Sometimes (self-) existence would lift up a head from him (appear in him); sometimes he would eat of the fruit of non-existence.
  • چونک بر وی سرد گشتی این نهاد ** جوش کردی گرم چشمه‌ی اتحاد 4760
  • When this (bodily) nature became cold (irksome and useless) to him, the fountain of union (with the beloved) would boil hotly.
  • چونک با بی‌برگی غربت بساخت ** برگ بی‌برگی به سوی او بتاخت
  • When he put up with (contented himself with) the unprovidedness of exile, the provision of unprovidedness hastened towards him.
  • خوشه‌های فکرتش بی‌کاه شد ** شب‌روان را رهنما چون ماه شد
  • The wheat-ears of his thought were purged of chaff: he became, like the moon, a guide to the night-travellers.
  • ای بسا طوطی گویای خمش ** ای بسا شیرین‌روان رو ترش
  • Oh, there is many a parrot that speaks though it is mute; oh, there is many a sweet-spirited one whose face is sour.
  • رو به گورستان دمی خامش نشین ** آن خموشان سخن‌گو را ببین
  • Go to the graveyard, sit awhile in silence, and behold those eloquent silent ones;
  • لیک اگر یکرنگ بینی خاکشان ** نیست یکسان حالت چالاکشان 4765
  • But, if you see that their dust is of one colour, (yet) their active (spiritual) state is not uniform.
  • شحم و لحم زندگان یکسان بود ** آن یکی غمگین دگر شادان بود
  • The fat and flesh of living persons is uniform, (yet) one is sad, another glad.
  • تو چه دانی تا ننوشی قالشان ** زانک پنهانست بر تو حالشان
  • Until you hear their words, what should you know (of their feelings), inasmuch as their (inward) state is hidden from you?
  • بشنوی از قال های و هوی را ** کی ببینی حالت صدتوی را
  • You may hear words—(cries of) háy, húy; (but) how will you perceive the (inward) state that hath a hundred folds?
  • نقش ما یکسان بضدها متصف ** خاک هم یکسان روانشان مختلف
  • Our (human) figure is uniform, (yet) endued with contrary qualities: likewise their dust is uniform, (yet) their spirits are diverse.
  • همچنین یکسان بود آوازها ** آن یکی پر درد و آن پر نازها 4770
  • Similarly, voices are uniform (as such), (but) one is sorrowful, and another full of charms.
  • بانگ اسپان بشنوی اندر مصاف ** بانگ مرغان بشنوی اندر طواف
  • On the battle-field you may hear the cry of horses; in strolling round (a garden) you may hear the cry of birds.
  • آن یکی از حقد و دیگر ز ارتباط ** آن یکی از رنج و دیگر از نشاط
  • One (voice proceeds) from hate, and another from harmony; one from pain, and another from joy.
  • هر که دور از حالت ایشان بود ** پیشش آن آوازها یکسان بود
  • Whoever is remote from (ignorant of) their (inward) state, to him the voices are uniform.
  • آن درختی جنبد از زخم تبر ** و آن درخت دیگر از باد سحر
  • One tree is moved by blows of the axe, another tree by the breeze of dawn.
  • بس غلط گشتم ز دیگ مردریگ ** زانک سرپوشیده می‌جوشید دیگ 4775
  • Much error befell me from (I was greatly deceived by) the worthless pot, because the pot was boiling (while) covered by the lid.
  • جوش و نوش هرکست گوید بیا ** جوش صدق و جوش تزویر و ریا
  • The fervour and savour of every one says to you, “Come”— the fervour of sincerity and the fervour of imposture and hypocrisy.