گرچه عفریت اوستاد سحر بود ** لیک آن از نفخ آصف رو نمود905
Though the ‘Ifrít was a master of magic, yet that (miracle) was displayed by the breath (spiritual power) of Ásaf.
حاضر آمد تخت بلقیس آن زمان ** لیک ز آصف نه از فن عفریتیان
The throne of Bilqís came into the presence instantly, but through Ásaf, not through the art of them that have the (malignant) nature of ‘Ifríts.
گفت حمدالله برین و صد چنین ** که بدیدستم ز رب العالمین
He (Solomon) said, “Praise to God for this and a hundred such (favours) which I have seen (received) from the Lord of created beings.”
پس نظر کرد آن سلیمان سوی تخت ** گفت آری گول‌گیری ای درخت
Then Solomon turned his eyes towards the throne. “Yes,” he said, “thou art one that catches fools, O tree!”
پیش چوب و پیش سنگ نقش کند ** ای بسا گولان که سرها می‌نهند
Oh, many are the fools that lay down their heads before wood and graven stone.
ساجد و مسجود از جان بی‌خبر ** دیده از جان جنبشی واندک اثر910
(Both) the worshipper and the object of worship are ignorant of the spirit; (but) he (the worshipper) has felt a movement and a slight effect of the spirit.
دیده در وقتی که شد حیران و دنگ ** که سخن گفت و اشارت کرد سنگ
He has felt, at the moment when he became rapt (in devotion) and bewildered, that the stone spoke and made signs.
نرد خدمت چون بنا موضع بباخت ** شیر سنگین را شقی شیری شناخت
When the wretched man bestowed his devotion in the wrong place and deemed the lion of stone to be a (real) lion,
از کرم شیر حقیقی کرد جود ** استخوانی سوی سگ انداخت زود
The real Lion, from kindness, showed munificence and at once threw a bone to the dog,
گفت گرچه نیست آن سگ بر قوام ** لیک ما را استخوان لطفیست عام
And said, “Although the dog is not in (due) order, yet as regards me the bone is a bounty of which all partake.”
قصه‌ی یاری خواستن حلیمه از بتان چون عقیب فطام مصطفی را علیه‌السلام گم کرد و لرزیدن و سجده‌ی بتان و گواهی دادن ایشان بر عظمت کار مصطفی صلی‌الله علیه و سلم
Story of Halíma's asking help of the idols when she lost Mustafá (Mohammed)—on whom be peace—after he was weaned, and how the idols trembled and prostrated themselves and bore witness to the grandeur of Mohammed's estate—may God bless and save him!
قصه‌ی راز حلیمه گویمت ** تا زداید داستان او غمت915
I will tell you the story of Halíma's mystic experience, that her tale may clear away your trouble.
مصطفی را چون ز شیر او باز کرد ** بر کفش برداشت چون ریحان و ورد
When she parted Mustafá from (her) milk, she took him up on the palm of her hand as (tenderly as though he were) sweet basil and roses,
می‌گریزانیدش از هر نیک و بد ** تا سپارد آن شهنشه را به جد
Causing him to avoid every good or evil (hap), that she might commit that (spiritual) emperor to (the care of) his grandsire.
چون همی آورد امانت را ز بیم ** شد به کعبه و آمد او اندر حطیم
Since she was bringing the (precious) trust in fear (for its safety), she went to the Ka‘ba and came into the Hatím.
از هوا بشنید بانگی کای حطیم ** تافت بر تو آفتابی بس عظیم
From the air she heard a cry—“O Hatím, an exceedingly mighty Sun hath shone upon thee.
ای حطیم امروز آید بر تو زود ** صد هزاران نور از خورشید جود920
O Hatím, to-day there will suddenly come upon thee a hundred thousand beams from the Sun of munificence.
ای حطیم امروز آرد در تو رخت ** محتشم شاهی که پیک اوست بخت
O Hatím, to-day there will march into thee with pomp a glorious King, whose harbinger is Fortune.
ای حطیم امروز بی‌شک از نوی ** منزل جانهای بالایی شوی
O Hatím, to-day without doubt thou wilt become anew the abode of exalted spirits.
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 فدا925
(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.