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بخش ۳۵ - رسانیدن مالک یوسف را علیه السلام به حوالی مصر و خبر یافتن پادشاه از آن و عزیز را به استقبال ایشان فرستادن / Section 35 - Malik Brings Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, to the Vicinity of Egypt; the King Learns of It and Sends the Aziz to Welcome Them

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چو مالک را برون از دست رنجی
فرو شد پای ازان سودا به گنجی

نمی آمد به روی آن دلارای
در آن ره بر زمین از شادیش پای

به بویش جان همی پرورد و می رفت
دو منزل را یکی می کرد و می رفت

به مصر آمد چو نزدیک از ره دور
میان مصریان شد قصه مشهور

که آمد مالک اینک از سفر باز
به عبرانی غلامی گشته دمساز

بر اوج نیکویی تابنده ماهی
به ملک دلبری فرخنده شاهی

ندیده با هزاران دیده افلاک
چو او نقشی به صورتخانه خاک

چو شاه مصر این آوازه بشنید
ازین غیرت بسی بر خویش پیچید

که خاک مصر بستان جمال است
به از گلهای این بستان محال است

گلی کز روضه فردوس خیزد
ز شرم رویشان بر خاک ریزد

عزیز مصر را گفتا روان شو
به استقبال سوی کاوران شو

به چشم خود ببین آن ماهرو را
بیاور رو بدین درگاه او را

عزیز از مصر رو در کاروان کرد
نظر در روی آن آرام جان کرد

چنان دیدار او از خود ربودش
که بیخود خواست تا آرد سجودش

ولی یوسف سرش از خاک برداشت
به پیش روی خویشش سجده نگذاشت

که سر جز پیش آن کس خم مبادت
که بر گردن ز سر منت نهادت

عزیز آنگه ز مالک شد طلبکار
کش آرد تا در شاه جهاندار

بگفتا ز آمدن فکری نداریم
ولی از لطف تو امیدواریم

که ما را این زمان معذور داری
به آسایش درین منزل گذاری

بود روزی سه چار آسوده گردیم
که از رنج سفر بی خواب و خوردیم

غبار از روی و چرک از تن بشوییم
تن پاکیزه سوی شاه پوییم

عزیز مصر چون این نکته بشنید
به خدمتگاری شه باز گردید

به شاه از حسن یوسف شمه ای گفت
به غیرت ساخت جان شاه را جفت

اشارت کرد کز خوبان هزاران
به دارالملک خوبی شهریاران

همه زرین کله بنهاده بر سر
همه زرکش قبا پوشیده در بر

کمرهای مرصع بر میانشان
به خنده در شکر ریزی دهانشان

چو گل از گلشن خوبی بچینند
ز گلرویان مصری برگزینند

که چون آرند یوسف را به بازار
کنندش عرض بر چشم خریدار

کشند اینان بدین شکل و شمایل
به دعوی داریش صف در مقابل

شود ور خود بود مهر جهانگرد
ازین آتش رخان بازار او سرد

English translation

When Malik escaped from the hands of hardship, His venture turned from suffering into treasure.

So delighted was he by that heart-stealing face That his feet scarcely touched the ground along the way.

His soul was nourished by Joseph's fragrance as he journeyed; He covered two stages as though they were one.

When, after the long road, he drew near to Egypt, The story became famous among the Egyptians:

Malik has now returned from his journey, Accompanied by a Hebrew slave.

A radiant moon at the summit of beauty, An auspicious king in the realm of heart-stealing charm.

Though the heavens possess thousands of eyes, they have never seen His like portrayed in the picture gallery of earth.

When the king of Egypt heard this report, Jealous pride made him writhe within himself:

The soil of Egypt is the garden of beauty; It is impossible for anyone to surpass the flowers of this garden.

Even a flower springing from the meadow of Paradise Would fall upon the earth in shame before their faces.

He said to the Aziz of Egypt: Set out at once; Go toward the caravan to welcome it.

See that moon-faced one with your own eyes, And bring him here to this royal court.

The Aziz left Egypt and approached the caravan; He gazed upon the face of that repose of the soul.

The sight so utterly transported him beyond himself That, losing consciousness, he nearly bowed down before him.

But Joseph lifted his head away from the dust And did not allow him to prostrate himself before him,

Saying: May your head bow before none But Him who conferred upon you the favor of having a head upon your neck.

The Aziz then asked Malik To bring Joseph to the court of the world-ruling king.

Malik said: We have no objection to coming, But we hope, through your kindness,

That you will excuse us for the present And allow us to rest at this stopping place.

Let us rest for three or four days, For the hardship of travel has left us without sleep or food.

Let us wash the dust from our faces and the grime from our bodies; Then, cleansed, we shall proceed toward the king.

When the Aziz of Egypt heard these words, He returned to serve the king.

He told the king something of Joseph's beauty, Joining the king's soul with jealousy.

The king commanded that thousands of handsome youths From the royal capital, the sovereigns' city of beauty,

All wearing golden caps upon their heads, All clad in gold-brocaded robes,

With jeweled belts around their waists And mouths scattering sugar when they smiled,

Should be chosen like flowers from the garden of beauty, Selected from among the rose-faced Egyptians.

When they brought Joseph to the marketplace And displayed him before the buyers' eyes,

These youths, with such figures and appearances, Would form a rank opposite him and rival his claim to beauty.

Then, even if he were the world-roaming sun, These fire-faced youths would make his market grow cold.

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Updated 2026-07-18

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