1Cademy - بخش ۳۸ - به معرض بیع درآوردن مالک یوسف را علیه السلام و خریدن زلیخا وی را به اضعاف آنچه دیگران می خریدند / Section 38 - Malik Puts Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, Up for Sale, and Zulaykha Purchases Him for Many Times What the Others Had Offered

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بخش ۳۸ - به معرض بیع درآوردن مالک یوسف را علیه السلام و خریدن زلیخا وی را به اضعاف آنچه دیگران می خریدند / Section 38 - Malik Puts Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, Up for Sale, and Zulaykha Purchases Him for Many Times What the Others Had Offered

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چه خوش وقتی و خرم روزگاری
که یاری بر خورد از وصل یاری

برافروزد چراغ آشنایی
رهایی یابد از داغ جدایی

چو یوسف شد به خوبی گرم بازار
شدندش مصریان یکسر خریدار

به هر چیزی که هر کس دسترس داشت
در آن بازار بیع او هوس داشت

شنیدم کز غمش زالی برآشفت
تنیده ریسمانی چند می گفت

همین بس گرچه بس کاسد قماشم
که در سلک خریدارانش باشم

منادی بانگ می زد از چپ و راست
که می خواهد غلامی بی کم و کاست

رخ او مطلع صبح صباحت
لب او گوهر کان ملاحت

ز سیمای صلاحش چهره پر نور
به اخلاق کرامش سینه معمور

نیارد بر زبان جز راستی هیچ
نباشد در کلام او خم و پیچ

یکی شد زان میانه اول کار
به یک بدره زر سرخش خریدار

ازان بدره که چون خواهی شمارش
بیابی از درست زر هزارش

خریداران دیگر رخش راندند
به منزلگاه صد بدره رساندند

بر آن افزود دولتمند دیگر
به قدر وزن یوسف مشک اذفر

بر آن دانای دیگر ساخت افزون
به وزنش لعل ناب و در مکنون

بدین قانون ترقی می نمودند
ز انواع نفایس می فزودند

زلیخا گشت ازین معنی خبردار
مضاعف ساخت آنها را به یک بار

خریداران دیگر لب ببستند
پس زانوی نومیدی نشستند

عزیز مصر را گفت ای نکو رای
برو بر مالک این قیمت بپیمای

بگفتا آنچه من دارم دفینه
ز مشک و گوهر و زر در خزینه

به یک نیمه بهایش برنیاید
ادای آن تمام از من کی آید

زلیخا داشت درجی پر ز گوهر
نه درجی بلکه برجی پر ز اختر

بهای هر گهر زان درج مکنون
خراج مصر بودی بلکه افزون

بگفتا کین گهرها در بهایش
بده ای گوهر جانم فدایش

عزیز آورد باز از نو بهانه
که دارد میل آن شاه زمانه

که در خیل وی این پاکیزه دامان
بود سر دفتر دیگر غلامان

بگفتا رو سوی شاه جهاندار
حق خدمتگزاری را بجا آر

بگو بر دل جز این بندی ندارم
که پیش دیده فرزندی ندارم

سرافرازی فزا زین احترامم
که آید زیر فرمان این غلامم

به برجم اختر تابنده باشد
مرا فرزند و شه را بنده باشد

چو شاه این نکته سنجیده بشنید
ز بذل التماسش سر نپیچید

اجازت داد تا حالی خریدش
ز مهر دل به فرزندی گزیدش

به سوی خانه بردش خرم و شاد
زلیخا شد ز بند محنت آزاد

به مژگان گوهر شادی همی سفت
دو چشم خود همی مالید و می گفت

به بیداریست یا رب یا به خواب است
که جان من ز جانان کامیاب است

به شبهای سیه کی بود امیدم
که گردد روزی این روز سفیدم

شبم را صبح فیروزی برآمد
غم و رنج شباروزی سرآمد

شدم با نازنین خویش همراز
سزد اکنون که بر گردون کنم ناز

درین محنتسرا بی غم چو من کیست
پس از پژمردگی خرم چو من کیست

چه بودم ماهیی در ماتم آب
طپان بر ریگ تفسان از غم آب

درآمد سیلی از ابر کرامت
به دریا برد ازان ریگم سلامت

که بودم گمره در ظلمت شب
رسیده جان ز گمراهیم بر لب

برآمد از افق رخشنده ماهی
به کوی دولتم بنمود راهی

که بودم خفته ای بر بستر مرگ
خلیده در رگ جان نشتر مرگ

درآمد ناگهان خضر از در من
به آب زندگی شد یاور من

بحمدالله که دولت یاریم کرد
زمانه ترک جان آزاریم کرد

هزاران جان فدای آن نکوکار
که آورد اینچنین نقدی به بازار

چه غم گر حقه گوهر شکستم
چو آمد معدن گوهر به دستم

به پیش نقد جان گوهر چه باشد
طفیل دوست باشد هر چه باشد

جمادی چند دادم جان خریدم
بنامیزد عجب ارزان خریدم

کی از نقد خود آن کس بهره بیند
که عیسی بدهد و خر مهره چیند

اگر خرمهره را بدرود کردم
چو عیسی آن من شد سود کردم

به شعر فکرت این اسرار می بیخت
سرشک از چشم گوهربار می ریخت

گهی در روی یوسف لال می بود
ز داغ هجر فارغ بال می بود

گه از هجر گذشته یاد می کرد
به وصلش خاطر خود شاد می کرد

English translation

How blessed the time, how joyous the day, When a beloved gains union with the beloved. The lamp of intimacy is kindled, And one is freed from the pain of separation.

When Joseph's beauty became the fervor of the market, All the Egyptians became his buyers. With whatever each person could obtain, They desired to bid for him in that marketplace.

I heard that an old woman, distraught with grief for him, Had spun several strands of yarn and said: This is enough, though my merchandise is very poor, For me to be counted among his buyers.

A herald cried aloud to left and right: Who desires a faultless slave? His face is the rising place of beauty's dawn; His lips are jewels from the mine of loveliness.

His face is radiant with the signs of righteousness; His breast is filled with noble virtues. Nothing but truth ever passes his tongue; There is neither crookedness nor guile in his speech.

One man among them made the first offer, Seeking to buy him for one purse of red gold— A purse which, if you wished to count it, You would find contained a thousand sound gold pieces.

Other buyers urged their steeds onward And raised the offer to one hundred purses. Another wealthy man added to that Fragrant musk equal to Joseph's weight.

Another knowledgeable man increased it further By his weight in pure rubies and hidden pearls. In this fashion their offers kept rising, As they added every kind of precious treasure.

Zulaykha learned what was happening And at once doubled everything they had offered. The other buyers closed their lips And thereafter sat upon the knees of despair.

She said to the Aziz of Egypt: O man of sound judgment, Go and measure out this price to Malik. He replied: All the stores I possess Of musk, jewels, and gold within my treasury

Would not amount to one half of his price; How could I ever pay it all? Zulaykha possessed a casket filled with jewels— Not a casket, but a tower filled with stars.

The value of every jewel in that hidden casket Equaled, or even exceeded, Egypt's tribute. She said: Give these jewels as his price; O jewel of my soul, may my life be sacrificed for him!

The Aziz brought forward another excuse: The sovereign of the age desires That this pure-skirted youth should stand within his retinue At the head of all his other slaves.

She said: Go to the world-ruling king And duly fulfill the obligations of your service. Tell him: I have no longing in my heart but this— That I have no child before my eyes.

Increase my honor by granting me this distinction: Let this slave come under my command. He shall be a radiant star within my tower, A son to me and a servant to the king.

When the king heard and weighed these words, He did not refuse to grant her request. He gave permission for her to purchase him at once, And through heartfelt affection she chose him as her son.

Joyous and delighted, she took him home; Zulaykha was freed from the bonds of suffering. With her eyelashes she strung the pearls of happiness, Rubbing her eyes and saying:

O Lord, am I awake, or is this a dream, That my soul has attained its desire from the beloved? During those dark nights, when could I have hoped That this white day would ever dawn for me?

The victorious morning has risen over my night; My grief and ceaseless suffering have ended. I have become the confidante of my lovely one; Now I may rightly boast before the heavens.

Who in this abode of affliction is as free from grief as I? Who, after withering, is as flourishing as I? What was I? A fish mourning for water, Writhing upon scorching sand from longing for water.

A flood came from the cloud of grace And carried me safely from that sand into the sea. What was I? One lost in the darkness of night, My soul brought to my lips by having lost the way.

A radiant moon rose above the horizon And showed me the road to the quarter of good fortune. What was I? One asleep upon the bed of death, With death's lancet piercing the vein of my soul.

Suddenly Khidr entered through my door And aided me with the Water of Life. Praise be to God that fortune befriended me And time abandoned its tormenting of my soul.

May a thousand lives be sacrificed for that benefactor Who brought such a treasure to the market. Why should I grieve if I broke open my jewel casket, Now that the very mine of jewels has come into my hands?

What are jewels beside the ready coin of life? Whatever exists is merely attendant upon the beloved. I gave away a few lifeless things and purchased a soul; By God's name, how astonishingly cheaply I bought!

How can anyone profit from one's wealth Who gives away Jesus and gathers beads fit for a donkey? If I have bid those worthless beads farewell, Since Jesus has become mine, I have profited.

With poetic thought she sifted these mysteries, While tears streamed from her jewel-scattering eyes. At times she stood speechless before Joseph's face, Her heart released from the wound of separation.

At times she remembered the separation now past, And gladdened her heart with union with him.

Updated 2026-07-18

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