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دفتر چهارم - بخش ۳۹ - حکایت آن پیر عرب کی دلالت کرد حلیمه را به استعانت به بتان / Book Four - Section 39 - The Tale of the Old Arab Who Directed Halima to Seek Help from the Idols

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

پیرمردی پیشش آمد با عصاکای حلیمه چه فتاد آخر ترا
An old man came before her with a staff:
"O Halima, what has finally befallen you,
که چنین آتش ز دل افروختیاین جگرها را ز ماتم سوختی
That you have kindled such a fire from the heart
And burned these livers through with grief?"
گفت احمد را رضیعم معتمدپس بیاوردم که بسپارم به جد
She said: "Ahmad is my trusted nursling;
I brought him then to entrust him to his grandfather.
چون رسیدم در حطیم آوازهامی رسید و می شنیدم از هوا
When I arrived at the Hatim, voices
Were reaching me — I heard them from the air.
من چو آن الحان شنیدم از هواطفل را بنهادم آنجا زان صدا
When I heard those melodies from the air,
I set the child down there because of that sound,
تا ببینم این ندا آواز کیستکه ندایی بس لطیف و بس شهیست
To see whose voice and cry this was,
For it was a call most delicate and most sweet.
نه از کسی دیدم بگرد خود نشاننه ندا می منقطع شد یک زمان
I saw no trace of anyone around me,
Nor did the call cease for a single moment.
چونک واگشتم ز حیرتهای دلطفل را آنجا ندیدم وای دل
When I returned from the bewilderments of my heart,
I did not find the child there — woe to my heart!"
گفتش ای فرزند تو انده مدارکه نمایم مر ترا یک شهریار
He said to her: "O daughter, do not grieve;
I will show you a king
که بگوید گر بخواهد حال طفلاو بداند منزل و ترحال طفل
Who will tell you, if he wishes, the state of the child —
He knows the abode and the journey of the child."
پس حلیمه گفت ای جانم فدامر ترا ای شیخ خوب خوش ندا
Then Halima said: "May my soul be your sacrifice,
O sheikh, good and sweet-voiced!
هین مرا بنمای آن شاه نظرکش بود از حال طفل من خبر
Come, show me that king of vision
Who has news of the state of my child."
برد او را پیش عزی کین صنمهست در اخبار غیبی مغتنم
He led her before al-'Uzza, saying: "This idol
Is highly prized for tidings of the hidden.
ما هزاران گم شده زو یافتیمچون به خدمت سوی او بشتافتیم
We have found thousands of lost things through it,
When we hastened in service toward it."
پیر کرد او را سجود و گفت زودای خداوند عرب ای بحر جود
The elder prostrated before it and quickly said:
"O lord of the Arabs! O sea of generosity!
گفت ای عزی تو بس اکرامهاکرده ای تا رسته ایم از دامها
O 'Uzza, you have bestowed such honors upon us
That we have been freed from snares.
بر عرب حقست از اکرام توفرض گشته تا عرب شد رام تو
Upon the Arabs is an obligation owed for your honor;
It has become a duty since the Arabs were subdued to you.
این حلیمهٔ سعدی از اومید توآمد اندر ظل شاخ بید تو
This Halima of the Sa'd tribe, out of hope in you,
Has come under the shade of your willow branch —
که ازو فرزند طفلی گم شدستنام آن کودک محمد آمدست
For from her a child, an infant, has been lost;
The name of that child is Muhammad."
چون محمد گفت آن جمله بتانسرنگون گشتند و ساجد آن زمان
When he said "Muhammad," all the idols
Fell headlong and prostrated at that moment,
که برو ای پیر این چه جست و جوستآن محمد را که عزل ما ازوست
Saying: "Go, O elder! What is this seeking?
That Muhammad — through him comes our dismissal!
ما نگون و سنگسار آییم ازوما کساد و بی عیار آییم ازو
Through him we shall be toppled and pelted with stones;
Through him we shall be made worthless and debased.
آن خیالاتی که دیدندی ز ماوقت فترت گاه گاه اهل هوا
Those visions which the people of passion used to see from us
From time to time in the age of the interregnum —
گم شود چون بارگاه او رسیدآب آمد مر تیمم را درید
They will vanish when his court arrives;
Water has come and torn apart dry ablution.
دور شو ای پیر فتنه کم فروزهین ز رشک احمدی ما را مسوز
Go away, O elder! Kindle no more strife;
Come, do not burn us with the jealousy of Ahmad.
دور شو بهر خدا ای پیر توتا نسوزی ز آتش تقدیر تو
Go away, for God's sake, O elder,
Lest you yourself burn in the fire of destiny.
این چه دم اژدها افشردنستهیچ دانی چه خبر آوردنست
What is this pressing of a dragon's breath?
Do you know at all what news you have brought?
زین خبر جوشد دل دریا و کانزین خبر لرزان شود هفت آسمان
From this news the heart of sea and mine seethes;
From this news the seven heavens tremble."
چون شنید از سنگها پیر این سخنپس عصا انداخت آن پیر کهن
When the elder heard these words from the stones,
The ancient elder threw down his staff.
پس ز لرزه و خوف و بیم آن نداپیر دندانها به هم بر می زدی
Then, from trembling and dread and fear of that call,
The elder's teeth were chattering together,
آنچنان که اندر زمستان مرد عوراو همی لرزید و می گفت ای ثبور
Just as in winter a naked man
Trembles and cries: "O woe! O ruin!"
چون در آن حالت بدید او پیر رازان عجب گم کرد زن تدبیر را
When she saw the elder in that state,
From that wonder the woman lost all composure.
گفت پیرا گر چه من در محنتمحیرت اندر حیرت اندر حیرتم
The elder said: "Although I am in affliction,
I am in bewilderment within bewilderment within bewilderment.
ساعتی بادم خطیبی می کندساعتی سنگم ادیبی می کند
At one moment the wind acts as my orator;
At another moment a stone acts as my teacher.
باد با حرفم سخنها می دهدسنگ و کوهم فهم اشیا می دهد
The wind gives me words through its utterance;
Stone and mountain give me understanding of things.
گاه طفلم را ربوده غیبیانغیبیان سبز پر آسمان
At times the unseen ones have snatched the child —
Unseen ones, green-winged, heavenly.
از که نالم با که گویم این گلهمن شدم سودایی اکنون صد دله
From whom shall I lament? To whom shall I tell this grievance?
I have become crazed, now of a hundred minds.
غیرتش از شرح غیبم لب ببستاین قدر گویم که طفلم گم شدست
His jealousy has sealed my lips from describing the hidden;
This much I say: the child is lost.
گر بگویم چیز دیگر من کنونخلق بندندم به زنجیر جنون
If I were to say anything more now,
The people would bind me in the chains of madness."
گفت پیرش کای حلیمه شاد باشسجدهٔ شکر آر و رو را کم خراش
The elder said to her: "O Halima, be glad!
Offer a prostration of thanksgiving and stop scratching your face.
غم مخور یاوه نگردد او ز توبلک عالم یاوه گردد اندرو
Do not grieve; he will not be lost to you —
Rather the world will be lost within him.
هر زمان از رشک غیرت پیش و پسصد هزاران پاسبانست و حرس
Every moment, before and behind, out of jealous zeal,
There are hundreds of thousands of guards and sentinels.
آن ندیدی کان بتان ذو فنونچون شدند از نام طفلت سرنگون
Did you not see how those many-skilled idols
Fell headlong at the name of your child?
این عجب قرنیست بر روی زمینپیر گشتم من ندیدم جنس این
This is a wondrous age upon the face of the earth;
I have grown old and never seen the like of this.
زین رسالت سنگها چون ناله داشتتا چه خواهد بر گنه کاران گماشت
Since from this prophethood stones raised a lament,
What will it set upon sinners?
سنگ بی جرمست در معبودیشتو نه ای مضطر که بنده بودیش
The stone is guiltless in being worshipped;
You were not compelled to have been its servant.
او که مضطر این چنین ترسان شدستتا که بر مجرم چه ها خواهند بست
He who, though compelled, has become thus terrified —
What things shall be laid upon the guilty!"

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