He (Iblís) had knowledge, (but) since he had not religious love, he beheld in Adam nothing but a figure of clay.260
علم بودش چون نبودش عشق دین ** او ندید از آدم الا نقش طین
Though you may know (all) the minutiae of knowledge, O trustworthy (scholar), not by that (means) will your two (inward) eyes that discern the invisible be opened.
گرچه دانی دقت علم ای امین ** زانت نگشاید دو دیده‌ی غیب‌بین
He (the scholar) sees nothing but a turban and beard: he asks the announcer (for information) about his (the stranger's) merits and demerits.
او نبیند غیر دستاری و ریش ** از معرف پرسد از بیش و کمیش
(But) you, O knower (of God), have no need of the announcer: you see for yourself, for you are the rising light.
عارفا تو از معرف فارغی ** خود همی‌بینی که نور بازغی
The (only) thing that matters is fear of God and religion and piety, of which the result is happiness in both worlds.
کار تقوی دارد و دین و صلاح ** که ازو باشد بدو عالم فلاح
He (the Khwája) chose a pious son-in-law who was the pride of the whole clan and stock.265
کرد یک داماد صالح اختیار ** که بد او فخر همه خیل و تبار
Then the women said, “He has no riches, he has neither nobility nor beauty nor independence.”
پس زنان گفتند او را مال نیست ** مهتری و حسن و استقلال نیست
He replied, “Those things are secondary to asceticism and religion: he (the pious man), (though) without gold, is a treasure on the face of the earth.”
گفت آنها تابع زهدند و دین ** بی‌زر او گنجیست بر روی زمین
When it became known that the girl was going to be married in earnest, (as was proved by) the hand-promise, the tokens, and the wedding-outfit,
چون به جد تزویج دختر گشت فاش ** دست پیمان و نشانی و قماش
The little slave, who was in the house, immediately became ill and weak and poorly.
پس غلام خرد که اندر خانه بود ** گشت بیمار و ضعیف و زار زود
He was wasting away like one suffering from phthisis: no physician could recognise his ailment.270
هم‌چو بیمار دقی او می‌گداخت ** علت او را طبیبی کم شناخت
Reason declared that the malady had its source in his heart (and that) medicine for the body is useless for heart-ache.
عقل می‌گفتی که رنجش از دلست ** داروی تن در غم دل باطلست
The little slave breathed no word of his (real) state and did not tell what was the cause of the pangs in his breast.
آن غلامک دم نزد از حال خویش ** کز چه می‌آید برو در سینه نیش
One night the husband said to his wife, “Ask him privately what is the matter with him.
گفت خاتون را شبی شوهر که تو ** باز پرسش در خلا از حال او
You are in the place of a mother to him: maybe he will disclose his trouble to you.”
تو به جای مادری او را بود ** که غم خود پیش تو پیدا کند
When the mistress heard these words, next day she went to the slave.275
چونک خاتون در گوش این کلام ** روز دیگر رفت نزدیک غلام
Then the dame combed his head very fondly with many endearments and signs of friendliness.
پس سرش را شانه می‌کرد آن ستی ** با دو صد مهر و دلال و آشتی
In the fashion of fond mothers she soothed him until he began to explain,
آنچنان که مادران مهربان ** نرم کردش تا در آمد در بیان
Saying, “I did not expect this from you—that you would give your daughter to a cross-grained stranger.
که مرا اومید از تو این نبود ** که دهی دختر به بیگانه‌ی عنود
She is my master's child, and I am heart-sick: is it not a shame that she should go elsewhere (as a bride)?”
خواجه‌زاده‌ی ما و ما خسته‌جگر ** حیف نبود که رود جای دگر
The mistress, (impelled) by the anger that rose in her, was about to strike him and hurl him down from the roof,280
خواست آن خاتون ز خشمی که آمدش ** که زند وز بام زیر اندازدش
Saying (to herself), “Who is he, a whoreson Hindú, that he should desire a Khwája's daughter?”
کو که باشد هندوی مادرغری ** که طمع دارد به خواجه دختری
(But) she said, “Patience is best,” and restrained herself; (afterwards) she said to the Khwája, “Listen to this wonderful thing!
گفت صبر اولی بود خود را گرفت ** گفت با خواجه که بشنو این شگفت
Such a wretched slave a traitor! (And) we thought he could be trusted!”
این چنین گراء کی خاین بود ** ما گمان برده که هست او معتمد
How the Khwája bade the girl's mother be patient, saying, “Don't scold the slave: without scolding him I will make him abandon this desire in such a way that neither will the spit be burnt nor the meat be left uncooked.
صبر فرمودن خواجه مادر دختر را کی غلام را زجر مکن من او را بی‌زجر ازین طمع باز آرم کی نه سیخ سوزد نه کباب خام ماند
“Have patience,” said the Khwája: “tell him, ‘We will break off (the match) with him (the prospective bridegroom) and give her to you,’
گفت خواجه صبر کن با او بگو ** که ازو ببریم و بدهیمش به تو