آن دغلکاری و دزدیهای او ** و آن چو فرعونان انا و انای او
(With all) his rascalities and thieveries and Pharaoh-like expressions of self-glorification.
چون بخواند نامهی خود آن ثقیل ** داند او که سوی زندان شد رحیل 1810
When that odious man reads his scroll, he knows that he is (virtually) on the road to prison.
پس روان گردد چو دزدان سوی دار ** جرم پیدا بسته راه اعتذار
Then he sets out, like robbers going to the gallows; his crime manifest, and the way (possibility) of excusing himself barred.
آن هزاران حجت و گفتار بد ** بر دهانش گشته چون مسمار بد
The thousands of bad pleas and (false) speeches (made during his life) have become like an evil nail (seal) on his mouth.
رخت دزدی بر تن و در خانهاش ** گشته پیدا گم شده افسانهاش
The stolen property has been discovered on his person and in his house: his (plausible) story has vanished.
پس روان گردد به زندان سعیر ** که نباشد خار را ز آتش گزیر
He sets out, therefore, to the prison of Hell; for thorns have no means of escape from (being burnt in) the fire.
چون موکل آن ملایک پیش و پس ** بوده پنهان گشته پیدا چون عسس 1815
The angels that (formerly) were hidden, (whilst they walked) as custodians before and behind (him), have (now) become visible like policemen.
میبرندش میسپوزندش به نیش ** که برو ای سگ به کهدانهای خویش
They take him along, prodding him with the goad and saying, “Begone, O dog, to thy own kennels!”
میکشد پا بر سر هر راه او ** تا بود که بر جهد زان چاه او
He drags his feet (lingers) on every road, that perchance he may escape from the pit (of Hell).
منتظر میایستد تن میزند ** در امیدی روی وا پس میکند
He stands expectantly, keeping silence and turning his face backward in a (fervent) hope,
اشک میبارد چون باران خزان ** خشک اومیدی چه دارد او جز آن
Pouring tears like autumn rain. A mere hope—what has he except that?
هر زمانی روی وا پس میکند ** رو به درگاه مقدس میکند 1820
(So) at every moment he is looking back and turning his face to the Holy Court (on high).
پس ز حق امر آید از اقلیم نور ** که بگوییدش کای بطال عور
Then from God in the realm of light comes the command— “Say ye to him, ‘O ne’er-do-well destitute (of merit),
انتظار چیستی ای کان شر ** رو چه وا پس میکنی ای خیرهسر
What art thou expecting, O mine of mischief? Why art thou looking back, O giddy-headed man?
نامهات آنست کت آمد به دست ** ای خدا آزار و ای شیطانپرست
Thy scroll (record) is that which came into thy hand, O offender against God and worshipper of the Devil.
چون بدیدی نامهی کردار خویش ** چه نگری پس بین جزای کار خویش
Since thou hast seen the scroll of thy deeds, why dost thou look back? Behold the reward of thy works!
بیهده چه مول مولی میزنی ** در چنین چه کو امید روشنی 1825
Why art thou tarrying in vain? Where is hope of light in such a (deep) pit as this?
نه ترا از روی ظاهر طاعتی ** نه ترا در سر و باطن نیتی
Neither outwardly hast thou any act of piety (to thy credit), nor inwardly and in thy heart an intention (to perform one);
نه ترا شبها مناجات و قیام ** نه ترا در روز پرهیز و صیام
No nightly orisons and vigils, no abstinence and fasting in the daytime;
نه ترا حفظ زبان ز آزار کس ** نه نظر کردن به عبرت پیش و پس
No holding thy tongue to avoid hurting any one, no looking earnestly forward and backward.
پیش چه بود یاد مرگ و نزع خویش ** پس چه باشد مردن یاران ز پیش
What is (meant by looking) forward? To think of thy own death and last agony. What is (meant by looking) backward? (To remember) the predecease of thy friends.
نه ترا بر ظلم توبهی پر خروش ** ای دغا گندمنمای جوفروش 1830
Thou hast (in thy record) no wailful penitence for thy injustice, O rogue who showest wheat and sellest barley.
چون ترازوی تو کژ بود و دغا ** راست چون جویی ترازوی جزا
Since thy scales were wrong and false, how shouldst thou require the scales of thy retribution to be right?
چونک پای چپ بدی در غدر و کاست ** نامه چون آید ترا در دست راست
Since thou wert a left foot (wert going to the left) in fraud and dishonesty, how should the scroll come into thy right hand?
چون جزا سایهست ای قد تو خم ** سایهی تو کژ فتد در پیش هم
Since retribution is (like) the shadow, accordingly thy shadow, O man of bent figure, falls crookedly before thee.’”
زین قبل آید خطابات درشت ** که شود که را از آن هم کوز پشت
(To him) from this quarter (Heaven) come (such) harsh words of rebuke that even the back of a mountain would be bowed by them.
بنده گوید آنچ فرمودی بیان ** صد چنانم صد چنانم صد چنان 1835
The servant (of God) answers: “I am a hundred, hundred, hundred times as much as that which Thou hast declared.
خود تو پوشیدی بترها را به حلم ** ورنه میدانی فضیحتها به علم
Verily, in Thy forbearance Thou hast thrown a veil over worse things (than those mentioned); otherwise (Thou mightst have declared them, for) Thou knowest with Thy knowledge (all my) shameful deeds;
لیک بیرون از جهاد و فعل خویش ** از ورای خیر و شر و کفر و کیش
But, outside of my own exertion and action, beyond good and evil and religion and infidelity,
وز نیاز عاجزانهی خویشتن ** وز خیال و وهم من یا صد چو من
And beyond my feeble supplication and the fancy and imagination of myself or a hundred like me,
بودم اومیدی به محض لطف تو ** از ورای راست باشی یا عتو
Beyond living righteously or behaving disobediently—I had a (great) hope in Thy pure lovingkindness.
I had hope in the pure bounty (flowing) from Thy spontaneous loving kindness, O Gracious Disinterested One.
رو سپس کردم بدان محض کرم ** سوی فعل خویشتن میننگرم
I turn my face back to that pure grace: I am not looking towards my own actions.
سوی آن اومید کردم روی خویش ** که وجودم دادهای از پیش بیش
I turn my face towards that hope, for Thou hast given me existence older than of old.
خلعت هستی بدادی رایگان ** من همیشه معتمد بودم بر آن
Thou gavest (me) existence, free of cost, as a robe of honour: I have always relied upon that (generosity).”
چون شمارد جرم خود را و خطا ** محض بخشایش در آید در عطا
When he recounts his sins and trespasses, the Pure Bounty begins to show munificence,
کای ملایک باز آریدش به ما ** که بدستش چشم دل سوی رجا 1845
Saying, “O angels, bring him back to Us, for his inward eye has (ever) been (turned) towards hope.
لاابالی وار آزادش کنیم ** وآن خطاها را همه خط بر زنیم
Like one who recks of naught, We will set him free and cancel all his trespasses.
لا ابالی مر کسی را شد مباح ** کش زیان نبود ز غدر و از صلاح
(To say) ‘I reck not’ is permitted to that One (alone) who loses nothing by perfidy and (gains nothing) by probity.
آتشی خوش بر فروزیم از کرم ** تا نماند جرم و زلت بیش و کم
We will kindle up a goodly fire of grace, in order that no sin and fault, great or small, may endure—
آتشی کز شعلهاش کمتر شرار ** میبسوزد جرم و جبر و اختیار
Such a fire that the least spark of the flame thereof is consuming (all) sin and necessity and free-will.
شعله در بنگاه انسانی زنیم ** خار را گلزار روحانی کنیم 1850
We will set fire to the tenement of Man and make the thorns (in it) a spiritual garden of roses.
ما فرستادیم از چرخ نهم ** کیمیا یصلح لکم اعمالکم
We have sent from the Ninth Sphere (the highest Heaven) the elixir (namely), He will rectify for you your actions.”
خود چه باشد پیش نور مستقر ** کر و فر اختیار بوالبشر
What in sooth is Adam's (Man's) sovereignty and power of choice beside the Light of the Everlasting Abode?
گوشتپاره آلت گویای او ** پیهپاره منظر بینای او
His speaking organ is a piece of flesh; the seat of his vision is a piece of fat;
مسمع او آن دو پاره استخوان ** مدرکش دو قطره خون یعنی جنان
The seat of his hearing consists of two pieces of bone; the seat of his (intellectual) perception is two drops of blood, that is to say, the heart.
کرمکی و از قذر آکندهای ** طمطراقی در جهان افکندهای 1855
Thou art a little worm and art stuffed with filth; (yet) thou hast made a (great) display of pomp in the world.
از منی بودی منی را واگذار ** ای ایاز آن پوستین را یاد دار
Thou wert (originally composed) of seed: relinquish egoism! O Ayáz, keep in mind that sheepskin jacket!
قصهی ایاز و حجره داشتن او جهت چارق و پوستین و گمان آمدن خواجه تاشانس را کی او را در آن حجره دفینه است به سبب محکمی در و گرانی قفل
The Story of Ayáz and his having a chamber for his rustic shoon and sheepskin jacket; and how his fellow-servants thought he had a buried treasure in that room, because the door was so strong and the lock so heavy.
آن ایاز از زیرکی انگیخته ** پوستین و چارقش آویخته
Impelled by sagacity, Ayáz hung up his sheepskin jacket and rustic shoon.
میرود هر روز در حجرهی خلا ** چارقت اینست منگر درعلا
Every day he would go into the private chamber, (saying to himself), “These are thy shoon: do not regard thy (present) eminence.”