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  • جان پاکان طلب طلب و جوق جوق ** آیدت از هر نواحی مست شوق
  • The spirits of the holy will come to thee from every quarter in troops and multitudes, drunken with desire.”

  • گشت حیران آن حلیمه زان صدا ** نه کسی در پیش نه سوی قفا
  • Halíma was bewildered by that voice: neither in front nor behind was any one (to be seen).

  • شش جهت خالی ز صورت وین ندا ** شد پیاپی آن ندا را جان فدا 925
  • (All) the six directions were empty of (any visible) form, and this cry was continuous—may the soul be a ransom for that cry!

  • مصطفی را بر زمین بنهاد او ** تا کند آن بانگ خوش را جست و جو
  • She laid Mustafá on the earth, that she might search after the sweet sound.

  • چشم می‌انداخت آن دم سو به سو ** که کجا است این شه اسرارگو
  • Then she cast her eye to and fro, saying, “Where is that king that tells of mysteries?

  • کین چنین بانگ بلند از چپ و راست ** می‌رسد یا رب رساننده کجاست
  • For such a loud sound is arriving from left and right. O Lord, where is he that causes it to arrive?”

  • چون ندید او خیره و نومید شد ** جسم لرزان هم‌چو شاخ بید شد
  • When she did not see (any one), she became distraught and despairing: her body began to tremble like the willow-bough.

  • باز آمد سوی آن طفل رشید ** مصطفی را بر مکان خود ندید 930
  • She came back towards that righteous child: she did not see Mustafá in his (former) place.

  • حیرت اندر حیرت آمد بر دلش ** گشت بس تاریک از غم منزلش
  • Bewilderment on bewilderment fell upon her heart: from grief her abode became very dark.

  • سوی منزلها دوید و بانگ داشت ** که کی بر دردانه‌ام غارت گماشت
  • She ran to the dwellings (hard by) and raised an outcry, saying, “Who has carried off my single pearl?”

  • مکیان گفتند ما را علم نیست ** ما ندانستیم که آنجا کودکیست
  • The Meccans said, “We have no knowledge: we knew not that a child was there.”

  • ریخت چندان اشک و کرد او بس فغان ** که ازو گریان شدند آن دیگران
  • She shed so many tears and made (so) much lamentation that those others began to weep because of her (grief).

  • سینه کوبان آن چنان بگریست خوش ** که اختران گریان شدند از گریه‌اش 935
  • Beating her breast, she wept so well (mightily) that the stars were made to weep by her weeping.

  • حکایت آن پیر عرب کی دلالت کرد حلیمه را به استعانت به بتان
  • Story of the old Arab who directed Halíma to seek help from the idols.

  • پیرمردی پیشش آمد با عصا ** کای حلیمه چه فتاد آخر ترا
  • An old man with a staff approached her, saying, “Why, what hath befallen thee, O Halíma,

  • که چنین آتش ز دل افروختی ** این جگرها را ز ماتم سوختی
  • That thou didst let such a fire (of grief) blaze (forth) from thy heart and consume these bowels (of the bystanders) with mourning?”

  • گفت احمد را رضیعم معتمد ** پس بیاوردم که بسپارم به جد
  • She replied, “I am Ahmad's (Mohammed's) trusted foster-mother, so I brought him (back) to hand him over to his grandsire.

  • چون رسیدم در حطیم آوازها ** می‌رسید و می‌شنیدم از هوا
  • When I arrived in the Hatím, voices were coming (down) and I was hearing (them) from the air.

  • من چو آن الحان شنیدم از هوا ** طفل را بنهادم آنجا زان صدا 940
  • When I heard from the air those melodious strains, because of that sound I laid down the infant there,

  • تا ببینم این ندا آواز کیست ** که ندایی بس لطیف و بس شهیست
  • To see whose voice is (the origin of) this cry, for it is a very beautiful cry and very delightful.

  • نه از کسی دیدم بگرد خود نشان ** نه ندا می منقطع شد یک زمان
  • I saw no sign of any one around me: the cry was not ceasing for one moment.

  • چونک واگشتم ز حیرتهای دل ** طفل را آنجا ندیدم وای دل
  • When I returned (to my senses) from the bewilderments of my heart, I did not see the child there (where I had left him): alas for my heart!”

  • گفتش ای فرزند تو انده مدار ** که نمایم مر ترا یک شهریار
  • He (the old man) said, “O daughter, do not grieve, for I will show unto thee a queen,

  • که بگوید گر بخواهد حال طفل ** او بداند منزل و ترحال طفل 945
  • Who, if she wish, will tell what has happened to the child: she knows the dwelling-place of the child and his setting-out (on the way).”

  • پس حلیمه گفت ای جانم فدا ** مر ترا ای شیخ خوب خوش‌ندا
  • Then Halíma said, “Oh, my soul be a ransom for thee, O goodly and fair-spoken Shaykh!

  • هین مرا بنمای آن شاه نظر ** کش بود از حال طفل من خبر
  • Come, show me that queen of clairvoyance who hath knowledge of what has happened to my child.”