آن خبیث از شیخ می‏لایید ژاژ ** کژنگر باشد همیشه عقل کاژ

That malign wretch was gabbling silly nonsense about the Shaykh: the perverted intellect is always squinting (envious).

که منش دیدم میان مجلسی ** او ز تقوی عاری است و مفلسی‏

(He said), “I saw him amidst a company (of revellers): he is one denuded and destitute of piety.

ور که باور نیستت خیز امشبان ** تا ببینی فسق شیخت را عیان‏ 3400

And if you do not believe it, arise (and go) to-night, that you may see plainly your Shaykh’s depravity.”

شب ببردش بر سر یک روزنی ** گفت بنگر فسق و عشرت کردنی‏

At night he took him to a window and said, “Behold a (fine) debauch and merry-making!

بنگر آن سالوس روز و فسق شب ** روز همچون مصطفی شب بو لهب‏

Behold such hypocrisy by day and profligacy by night!––in the daytime (he is) like Mustafá (Mohammed), at night (like) Bú Lahab.

روز عبد الله او را گشته نام ** شب نعوذ بالله و در دست جام‏

By day his name has become ‘Abdullah (the servant of God); by night––God save us! And (see), the wine-cup in his hand!”

دید شیشه در کف آن پیر پر ** گفت شیخا مر ترا هم هست غر

He (the disciple) saw a full glass in the Shaykh’s hand. “O Shaykh,” said he, “is there a tumour even in thee?

تو نمی‏گفتی که در جام شراب ** دیو می‏میزد شتابان ناشتاب‏ 3405

Nonne dicebas?— ‘In vini poculo mingit Diabolus festinans lente’.” [Did you not say, ‘The Devil pees into the wine cup quickly (but) without hurry?’]

گفت جامم را چنان پر کرده‏اند ** کاندر او اندر نگنجد یک سپند

He (the Shaykh) replied, “They have made my cup so full that there is not room in it for a single rue-seed.

بنگر اینجا هیچ گنجد ذره‏ای ** این سخن را کژ شنیده غره‏ای‏

Look, is there any room here for a single mote? A deluded man has wrongly apprehended this matter.”