You must first be qualified for Paradise in order that from Paradise the (everlasting) life may be born to you.
اول استعداد جنت بایدت ** تا ز جنت زندگانی زایدت
What pleasure has the new-born child in wine and roast-meat and palaces and domes?4435
طفل نو را از شراب و از کباب ** چه حلاوت وز قصور و از قباب
These parables have no limit: do not seek (more) words (of this kind): go and acquire capability!
حد ندارد این مثل کم جو سخن ** تو برو تحصیل استعداد کن
(The announcer said), “He tarried until now for the sake of capability (qualification), (but) ere it was acquired his longing burst (all) bounds.”
بهر استعداد تا اکنون نشست ** شوق از حد رفت و آن نامد به دست
He (the prince) said, “Capability too is imparted by the King: how should the body be made capable without (the intervention of) the soul?”
گفت استعداد هم از شه رسد ** بی ز جان کی مستعد گردد جسد
(Then) the favours of the King did away with his anguish: he had gone to hunt the King: he became the King's prey.
لطف‌های شه غمش را در نوشت ** شد که صید شه کند او صید گشت
(The announcer said), “Whosoever goes in chase of a quarry like thee does not catch his quarry till he is himself caught.”4440
هر که در اشکار چون تو صید شد ** صید را ناکرده قید او قید شد
’Tis certain that every seeker of princedom is thrown into captivity before (he gains) it.
هرکه جویای امیری شد یقین ** پیش از آن او در اسیری شد رهین
Know that what is depicted on this mundane frontispiece is preposterous: every slave to the world is named “lord of the world.”
عکس می‌دان نقش دیباجه‌ی جهان ** نام هر بنده‌ی جهان خواجه‌ی جهان
O wrong-thinking perversely-acting body, thou that hast enthralled a hundred thousand freemen,
ای تن کژ فکرت معکوس‌رو ** صد هزار آزاد را کرده گرو
Abandon this guileful plotting for a time: live free a few moments ere thou die;
مدتی بگذار این حیلت پزی ** چند دم پیش از اجل آزاد زی
For if, like the (heavily-laden) ass, thou hast no way of attaining to freedom, thy movement, like that of the bucket, can only be (down) into the well.4445
ور در آزادیت چون خر راه نیست ** هم‌چو دلوت سیر جز در چاه نیست
Go, take leave of my spirit for awhile: go, seek another companion instead of me.
مدتی رو ترک جان من بگو ** رو حریف دیگری جز من بجو
My turn is finished: set me free, espouse another, (beguile) some one else.
نوبت من شد مرا آزاد کن ** دیگری را غیر من داماد کن
O body with thy hundred (worldly) concerns, bid me farewell: thou hast taken my life: (now) seek another (victim).
ای تن صدکاره ترک من بگو ** عمر من بردی کسی دیگر بجو
How a cadi was infatuated with the wife of Júhí and remained (hidden) in a chest, and how the cadi's deputy purchased the chest; and how next year (when) Júhí's wife came again, hoping to play the same trick (which had succeeded) last year, the cadi said (to her), “Set me free and seek some one else”; and so on to the end of the story.
مفتون شدن قاضی بر زن جوحی و در صندوق ماندن و نایب قاضی صندوق را خریدن باز سال دوم آمدن زن جوحی بر امید بازی پارینه و گفتن قاضی کی مرا آزاد کن و کسی دیگر را بجوی الی آخر القصه
Every year, on account of poverty, Júhí would artfully turn to his wife and say, “O sweetheart,
جوحی هر سالی ز درویشی به فن ** رو بزن کردی کای دلخواه زن
Since thou hast the weapons, go, catch some game in order that we may get milk (profit) from thy prey.4450
چون سلاحت هست رو صیدی بگیر ** تا بدوشانیم از صید تو شیر
Wherefore has God given thee the bow of thine eyebrow, the arrow of thy amorous glance, and the snare of thy craftiness? For hunting.
قوس ابرو تیر غمزه دام کید ** بهر چه دادت خدا از بهر صید
Go, lay the snare for a big bird: show the bait, but do not let him eat it.
رو پی مرغی شگرفی دام نه ** دانه بنما لیک در خوردش مده
Show him his wish, but disappoint him: how can he eat the bait when he is imprisoned in the snare?”
کام بنما و کن او را تلخ‌کام ** کی خورد دانه چو شد در حبس دام
His wife went to the cadi to complain, saying, “I appeal (to thee) for help against my faithless husband.”
شد زن او نزد قاضی در گله ** که مرا افغان ز شوی ده‌دله
(To) cut the tale short, the cadi fell a prey to the (pleading) words and beauty of the fair woman.4455
قصه کوته کن که قاضی شد شکار ** از مقال و از جمال آن نگار
He said, “There is such a noise in the court of justice (that) I cannot understand this complaint;
گفت اندر محکمه‌ست این غلغله ** من نتوانم فهم کردن این گله
(But) if you will come to my private house, O cypress-slender one, and describe to me the injurious behaviour of your husband”—
گر به خلوت آیی ای سرو سهی ** از ستم‌کاری شو شرحم دهی
“In thy house,” she replied, “there will be a (constant) coming and going of every sort of people, good and bad, for the purpose of making complaints.”
گفت خانه‌ی تو ز هر نیک و بدی ** باشد از بهر گله آمد شدی