From the Day of Alast there is an hereditary enmity of that Heart to the Sabzawár of the carnal nature;895
دشمنی آن دل از روز الست ** سبزوار طبع را میراثی است
For it is a falcon, while this world is the city of the crow: the sight of one who is uncongenial inflicts pain upon him who is not his congener;
زانک او بازست و دنیا شهر زاغ ** دیدن ناجنس بر ناجنس داغ
And if he (the worldling) behave with mildness (complaisance), he is acting hypocritically: he is seeking an advantage for himself by conciliating (the owner of the Heart).
ور کند نرمی نفاقی میکند ** ز استمالت ارتفاقی میکند
He assents, not on account of sincere feeling, (but) in order that the admonisher may curtail his long admonition;
میکند آری نه از بهر نیاز ** تا که ناصح کم کند نصح دراز
For this vile carrion-seeking crow hath a hundred thousand manifold tricks.
زانک این زاغ خس مردارجو ** صد هزاران مکر دارد تو به تو
If they (the saints) accept his hypocrisy, he is saved: his hypocrisy becomes identical with the sincerity of him who benefits by instruction,900
گر پذیرند آن نفاقش را رهید ** شد نفاقش عین صدق مستفید
Because the august owner of the Heart is a buyer of damaged goods in our bazaar.
زانک آن صاحب دل با کر و فر ** هست در بازار ما معیوبخر
Seek the owner of the Heart, if thou art not soulless: become a congener of the Heart, if thou art not an adversary of the (spiritual) Sultan.
صاحب دل جو اگر بیجان نهای ** جنس دل شو گر ضد سلطان نهای
(But) that one whose hypocrisy pleases thee, he is (only) thy saint, (he is) not the elect of God.
آنک زرق او خوش آید مر ترا ** آن ولی تست نه خاص خدا
Whosoever lives in accordance with thy disposition and nature seems to thy (carnal) nature to be a saint and a prophet.
هر که او بر خو و بر طبع تو زیست ** پیش طبع تو ولی است و نبیست
Go, renounce sensuality in order that the (spiritual) scent may be thine and that the sweet ambergris-seeking organ of smell may be thine.905
رو هوا بگذار تا بویت شود ** وان مشام خوش عبرجویت شود
Thy brain (organ of smell) is corrupted by sensual indulgence: to thy (olfactory) sense musk and ambergris are unsalable.
از هوارانی دماغت فاسدست ** مشک و عنبر پیش مغزت کاسدست
This discourse hath no bound, and (meanwhile) our gazelle is running to and fro in flight in the stable.
حد ندارد این سخن و آهوی ما ** میگریزد اندر آخر جابجا
The remainder of the Story of the gazelle in the donkey-stable.
بقیهی قصهی آهو و آخر خران
During (many) days the sweet-navelled male gazelle was in torment in the donkey-stable,
روزها آن آهوی خوشناف نر ** در شکنجه بود در اصطبل خر
Like a fish wriggling in the death-agony from (being kept on) dry ground, (or like) dung and musk tortured (by being kept) in the same box.
مضطرب در نزع چون ماهی ز خشک ** در یکی حقه معذب پشک و مشک
One donkey would say to his neighbour, “Ha! this wild fellow has the nature of kings and princes. Hush!”910
یک خرش گفتی که ها این بوالوحوش ** طبع شاهان دارد و میران خموش
And the other would mock, saying, “By (constant) ebb and flow he has gained a pearl: how should he sell cheaply?”
وآن دگر تسخر زدی کز جر و مد ** گوهر آوردست کی ارزان دهد
And another donkey would say, “With this fastidiousness (of his), let him recline on the imperial throne!”
وآن خری گفتی که با این نازکی ** بر سریر شاه شو گو متکی
A certain donkey became ill with indigestion and was unable to eat; therefore he gave the gazelle a formal invitation (to dine).
آن خری شد تخمه وز خوردن بماند ** پس برسم دعوت آهو را بخواند
He (the gazelle) shook his head, (as though to say), “Nay, begone, O such-and such: I have no appetite, I am unwell.”
سر چنین کرد او که نه رو ای فلان ** اشتهاام نیست هستم ناتوان
He (the donkey) replied, “I know that you are showing disdain, or holding aloof in regard for your reputation.”915
گفت میدانم که نازی میکنی ** یا ز ناموس احترازی میکنی
He (the gazelle) said to himself, “That (which you offer me) is your food, whereby your limbs are revived and renewed.
گفت او با خود که آن طعمهی توست ** که از آن اجزای تو زنده و نوست
I have been familiar with a (beauteous) pasture, I have reposed amongst (rivulets of) clear water and meadows.
من الیف مرغزاری بودهام ** در زلال و روضهها آسودهام
If Destiny has cast me into torment, (yet) how should that goodly disposition and nature depart (from me)?
گر قضا انداخت ما را در عذاب ** کی رود آن خو و طبع مستطاب
If I have become a beggar, (yet) how should I have the face (impudence and greed) of a beggar? And if my (bodily) raiment become old, (yet) I am (spiritually) new.
گر گدا گشتم گدارو کی شوم ** ور لباسم کهنه گردد من نوم