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دفتر دوم - بخش ۶۸ - نالیدن معاویه به حضرت حق تعالی از ابلیس و نصرت خواستن / Book Two - Section 68 - Mu'awiya Lamenting to God Almighty About Iblis and Seeking Help

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این حدیثش همچو دودست ای اله
دست گیر ار نه گلیمم شد سیاه

من به حجت بر نیایم با بلیس
کوست فتنهٔ هر شریف و هر خسیس

آدمی کو علم الاسما بگست
در تک چون برق این سگ بی تکست

از بهشت انداختش بر روی خاک
چون سمک در شست او شد از سماک

نوحهٔ انا ظلمنا می‌زدی
نیست دستان و فسونش را حدی

اندرون هر حدیث او شرست
صد هزاران سحر در وی مضمرست

مردی مردان ببندد در نفس
در زن و در مرد افروزد هوس

ای بلیس خلق‌سوز فتنه‌جو
بر چیم بیدار کردی راست گو

English translation

This speech of his is like smoke, O God; take my hand, otherwise my blanket will be blackened. I cannot come out victorious in argument against Iblīs, for he is the sedition of every noble and every base person. Adam, who spread abroad the Knowledge of the Names, was without recourse against the lightning-like rush of this dog. He cast him from Paradise onto the face of the earth; like a fish (samak) he fell into his hook from the height of Simāk. He was crying the lament, "We have wronged ourselves"; there is no limit to Iblīs's tricks and spells. Inside every speech of his there is evil; hundreds of thousands of sorceries are concealed in it. He binds the manliness of men in a single breath; he inflames desire in women and men. O Iblīs, creation-burning, sedition-seeking one, tell the truth: why did you wake me?

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