- Then a gold-possessing stoker will say, “I have brought in twenty baskets of filth, (working from dawn) till nightfall.”
- پس بگوید تونیی صاحب ذهب ** بیست سله چرک بردم تا به شب
- Your cupidity is like fire in the (material) world: every (flaming) tongue (thereof) has opened a hundred mouths (to swallow filthy lucre).
- حرص تو چون آتشست اندر جهان ** باز کرده هر زبانه صد دهان
- In the sight of Reason, this gold is foul as dung, although, like dung, it is (the cause of) the blazing of the fire. 250
- پیش عقل این زر چو سرگین ناخوشست ** گرچه چون سرگین فروغ آتشست
- The sun, which emulates the fire, makes the moist filth fit for the fire.
- آفتابی که دم از آتش زند ** چرک تر را لایق آتش کند
- The sun also made the stone gold, in order that a hundred sparks might fall into the stove of cupidity.
- آفتاب آن سنگ را هم کرد زر ** تا بتون حرص افتد صد شرر
- He who says, “I have collected riches”—what is (the meaning of) it? It means, “I have brought in all this filth.”
- آنک گوید مال گرد آورده‌ام ** چیست یعنی چرک چندین برده‌ام
- Albeit this saying is exceedingly disgraceful, there are boasts on this account amongst the stokers.
- این سخن گرچه که رسوایی‌فزاست ** در میان تونیان زین فخرهاست
- (One of them says), “Thou hast carried (only) six baskets ere nightfall; I have carried twenty baskets without trouble.” 255
- که تو شش سله کشیدی تا به شب ** من کشیدم بیست سله بی کرب
- He that was born in the stove and never saw purity, the smell of musk produces a painful effect upon him.
- آنک در تون زاد و پاکی را ندید ** بوی مشک آرد برو رنجی پدید
- Story of the tanner who fainted and sickened on smelling otto and musk in the bazaar of the perfumers.
- قصه‌ی آن دباغ کی در بازار عطاران از بوی عطر و مشک بیهوش و رنجور شد
- A certain man fell senseless and curled up as soon as he came into the bazaar of the perfumers.
- آن یکی افتاد بیهوش و خمید ** چونک در بازار عطاران رسید