1Cademy - بخش ۱۰ - در تمدح سلطانی که به موجب مدح السلطان یستنزل الامان مدحت او طیب زندگانی را ضمان است و مادح او از فوت امانی در امان / Section 10 - In praise of the Sultan, by virtue of praising the Sultan invokes safety, whose praise guarantees the sweetness of life, and whose praiser is safe from the loss of desires

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بخش ۱۰ - در تمدح سلطانی که به موجب مدح السلطان یستنزل الامان مدحت او طیب زندگانی را ضمان است و مادح او از فوت امانی در امان / Section 10 - In praise of the Sultan, by virtue of 'praising the Sultan invokes safety,' whose praise guarantees the sweetness of life, and whose praiser is safe from the loss of desires

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جهان یکسر چه ارواح و چه اجسام
بود شخص معین عالمش نام

بود انسان درین شخص معین
چو عین باصره در چشم روشن

درین عین آن که چون انسان عین است
جهان مردمی سلطان حسین است

به زیر این خمیده طاق مینا
دو چشم آدمیت زوست بینا

خوشا چشمی که بینایی ازو یافت
به بینایی توانایی ازو یافت

فلک صد چشم دارد بر ره او
که چشم خود کند منزلگه او

ز روی اوست روشن چشم عالم
به بوی اوست گلشن خاک آدم

به حسن خلق و لطف خلق بی قیل
بود یوسف درین مصر فلک نیل

در اصلابش کرم رسمی قدیم است
کریم ابن الکریم ابن الکریم است

سزد گر از کمال خوبی او
کند پیر فلک یعقوبی او

ز کف بحر نوال آورده در مشت
کشیده جویباری از هر انگشت

دو صد کشت امل در هر دیاری
شده سرسبز از هر جویباری

ز دستش کابر و یم هستند ازان کم
خروشان باشد ابر و کف زنان یم

نموده لمعه ای از زرفشان تیغ
نهفته تیغ خود خورشید در میغ

چو گشته برق تیغش پرتوافکن
جهان را کرده چون خورشید روشن

دو دم یک برق را گرچه بقا نیست
بقا از تیغ او یکدم جدا نیست

بقای او فنای تیرگی هاست
نیاید روشنی با تیرگی راست

ز عدل او به وقت خواب شبگیر
کند نطع از پلنگ خفته نخچیر

ز شبگردی چو یابد گرگ مالش
نهد از دنبه میشش گرد بالش

پی جذب محبت چنگل باز
شود قلاب مرغ تیز پرواز

درخت بیشه ای پر شاخ و پیوند
اگر شاخ گوزنی را کند بند

کند شیر ژیان مشکل گشایی
به پنجه بخشد از بندش رهایی

کمینگاه بد اندیشان بی باک
بود ز اندیشه ناایمنی پاک

اگر یک تن بود چون مهر انور
ز مشرق تا به مغرب طشتی از زر

نیارد هیچ عور از درع پرهیز
که در طشت زر او بنگرد تیز

چو صبح آنجا که لطف او بخندد
چو ظلمت ظلم از آنجا رخت بندد

چو برق آنجا که قهرش بر فروزد
به یک شعله جهانی را بسوزد

خداوندا به پیران جوانبخت
که تا هست آسمان چتر و زمین تخت

به زیر پای تخت شاهیش باد
به تارک چتر ظل اللهیش باد

فلک با چتر او در چاپلوسی
زمین با تخت او در خاکبوسی

خراب آباد عالم باد معمور
به اولاد کرامش تا دم صور

به تخصیص آن که چرخ آمد مطیعش
زمان را تاج سر نام بدیعش

زمانش آن عجم از وی مشرف
به تعریف عرب بادا معرف

جهان را تا بلندی هست و پستی
مباد این نام پاک از لوح هستی

دگر شهزاده کز بخت مظفر
به طفلی شد طفیلش تخت و افسر

خرد چون دید جاه و احترامش
همی کرد آرزو نقشی ز نامش

درین میدان که بادا خالی از درد
فلک طاس تهی را پر فرح کرد

ز بزمش خور یکی زرین قدح باد
دلش چون نام دایم پر فرح باد

English translation

The entire world, whether souls or bodies, Is a specific individual named the Universe. Humanity is within this specific individual Like the seeing eye in the bright eye. In this eye, the one who is the pupil of the eye Is Sultan Husayn, the world of humanity. Beneath this curved dome of azure sky, The two eyes of humanity see through him. Blessed is the eye that received sight from him, And through sight, gained strength from him. The sphere has a hundred eyes on his path, Wishing to make his path its dwelling. The eye of the world is brightened by his face; The dust of humanity is made a rose garden by his scent. With beautiful character and grace of creation without dispute, He is Joseph in the Nile of this celestial Egypt. In his ancestry, generosity is an ancient custom; He is the noble son of the noble son of the noble. It is fitting if, due to his perfect goodness, The old sky acts like Jacob toward him. From his palm, he holds the sea of bounty in his fist, Drawing a stream from each of his fingers. Two hundred fields of hope in every land Have turned green from each stream. Compared to his hand, the cloud and sea are lesser; The cloud roars and the sea claps its hands in awe. When he shows a flash of his gold-scattering sword, The sun hides its own sword in the clouds. When the lightning of his sword sheds its light, It makes the world as bright as the sun. Though a lightning flash survives not for two breaths, Survival is never separated from his sword for an instant. His survival is the destruction of darkness; Light does not reconcile with darkness. Through his justice, at the time of night-travel sleep, The prey makes a mattress out of the sleeping leopard. Chastised for night-wandering, the wolf Places sheep's fat as its pillow. To draw affection, the hawk's claw Becomes a hook for the swift-flying bird. If a branchy and intertwined forest tree Should trap the antler of a deer, The ferocious lion acts as a solver of difficulties, Releasing it from the trap with its paw. The ambush of the reckless ill-wishers Is free from any anxiety or fear. If a person carries, like the brilliant sun, A basin of gold from the East to the West, No destitute person, despite having no armor, Would dare to look covetously at his golden basin. Like the morning when his grace smiles, Oppression packs its bags from there like darkness. Like lightning, wherever his wrath flares up, It burns a world with a single flame. O Lord, by the fortunate elders, As long as the sky is a canopy and the earth is a throne, May his royal throne be beneath his feet, And the canopy of the Shadow of God be upon his crown. May the heavens flatter his canopy, And the earth kiss the dust of his throne. May the ruined places of the world be prosperous Through his noble descendants until the sounding of the Trumpet. Particularly the one whom heaven has obeyed, Whose unique name is the crown of the head of time. May his era, in which Persia is honored by him, Be celebrated and recognized by Arabia. As long as the world has highness and lowness, May this pure name never vanish from the tablet of existence. And the other prince who, by victorious fortune, Even in childhood, inherited the throne and crown. When intellect saw his dignity and honor, It longed for an engraving of his name. In this arena, which may it be free from pain, The sphere filled the empty bowl with joy. May the sun be a golden cup from his banquet, And may his heart, like his name, always be full of joy.

Updated 2026-07-19

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