1Cademy - بخش ۲۴ - نسیم قبول از جانب مصر وزیدن و محمل زلیخا را چون عماری گل به مصر کشیدن / Section 24 - The Breeze of Acceptance Blows from Egypt and Draws Zuleikhas Litter, Like a Flower-Palanquin, Toward Egypt

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بخش ۲۴ - نسیم قبول از جانب مصر وزیدن و محمل زلیخا را چون عماری گل به مصر کشیدن / Section 24 - The Breeze of Acceptance Blows from Egypt and Draws Zuleikha's Litter, Like a Flower-Palanquin, Toward Egypt

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چو از مصر آمد آن مرد خردمند
که از جان زلیخا بگسلد بند

خبرهای خوش آورد از عزیزش
تهی از خویش و پر کرد از عزیزش

گل بختش شگفتن کرد آغاز
همای دولتش آمد به پرواز

ز خوابی بندها بر کارش افتاد
خیالی آمد و آن بند بگشاد

بلی هر جا نشاطی یا ملالیست
به گیتی در ز خوابی یا خیالیست

خوش آن کس کز خیال و خواب بگذشت
سبکبار از چنین گرداب بگذشت

زلیخا را پدر چون شادمان یافت
به ترتیب جهاز او عنان تافت

مهیا ساخت بهر آن عروسی
هزاران لعبت رومی و روسی

همه پسته دهان و نارپستان
عذار و بر گلستان بر گلستان

نهاده عقد گور بر بناگوش
کشیده قوس مشکین گوش تا گوش

چو برگ گل به وقت صبح تازه
ز ننگ وسمه پاک و عار غازه

نغوله بسته بر لاله ز عنبر
ز گوش آویزه کرده لؤلؤ تر

هزار امرد غلام فتنه انگیز
به عشوه جان ستان و غمزه خونریز

کلاه لعل بر سر کج نهاده
گره از کاکل مشکین گشاده

ز اطراف کله هر تار کاکل
چنان کز زیر لاله شاخ سنبل

به بر کرده قباهای قصب رنگ
چو غنچه نازک و چون نیشکر تنگ

کمرهای مرصع بسته بر موی
به موی آویخته صد دل ز هر سوی

هزار اسب نکو شکل خوش اندام
به گاه پویه تند و وقت زین رام

ز گوی پیش چوگان تیز دوتر
ز آب روی سبزه نرم رو تر

اگر سایه فکندی تازیانه
برون جستی ز میدان زمانه

چو وحشی گور در صحرا تکاور
چو آبی مرغ در دریا شناور

شکن در سنگ خارا کرده از سم
گره بر خیزران افکنده از دم

بریده کوه را آسان چو هامون
ز فرمان عنان کم رفته بیرون

هزار اشتر همه صاحب شکوهان
سراسر پشته پشت و کوه کوهان

به تن ها کوه اما بی ستون نی
ز راه باد رفتاری برون نی

چو زهاد قناعت کوش کم خوار
چو اصحاب تحمل بار بردار

بریده صد بیابان بر توکل
چریده خار را چون سنبل و گل

ز شوق رهروی بی خواب و خوردان
بر آهنگ حدی صحرانوردان

ز انواع نفایس صد شتروار
خراج کشوری بر هر شتر بار

دو صد مفرش ز دیبای گرامی
چه مصری و چه رومی و چه شامی

دو صد درج از گهرهای درخشان
ز یاقوت و در و لعل بدخشان

دو صد طبله پر از مشک تتاری
ز بان و عنبر و عود قماری

به هر جا ساربان منزل نشین شد
همه روی زمین صحرای چین شد

مرتب ساخت از بهر زلیخا
یکی دلکش عماری حجله آسا

مقطع خانه ای از صندل و عود
موصل لوح های وی زراندود

مرصع سقف او چون چتر جمشید
زرافشان قبه اش چون گوی خورشید

برون او درون او همه پر
ز مسمار زر و آویزه در

فرو هشته بدو زربفت دیبا
به رنگ دلپذیر و نقش زیبا

زلیخا را در آن حجله نشاندند
به صد نازش به سوی مصر راندند

به پشت بادپایان آن عماری
روان شد چون گل از باد بهاری

هزاران سرو و شمشاد و صنوبر
سمن روی و سمن بوی و سمنبر

روان گشتند گویی نوبهاری
رخ آورد از دیاری در دیاری

به هر منزل که شد جای آن صنم را
خجالت داد بستان ارم را

غلامان مست جولان در تک و تاز
کنیزان جلوه گر از هودج ناز

فکنده هر کنیز از زلف دامی
شکار خویشتن کرده غلامی

کشیده هر غلام از غمزه تیری
گشاده رخنه در جان اسیری

ز یک سو دلبری و عشوه سازی
ز دیگر سو نیاز و عشقبازی

هزاران عاشق و معشوق در کار
به هر جا صد متاع و صد خریدار

بدین دستور منزل می بریدند
به سوی مصر محمل می کشیدند

زلیخا با دلی از بخت خشنود
که راه مصر طی خواهد شدن زود

شب غم را سحر خواهد دمیدن
غم هجران به سر خواهد رسیدن

ازان غافل که آن شب بس سیاه است
از آن تا صبح چندین ساله راه است

به روز روشن و شب های تاریک
همی راندند تا شد مصر نزدیک

فرستادند از آنجا قاصدی پیش
که راند پیش ازیشان محمل خویش

به سوی مصر جوید پیشتر راه
عزیز مصر را گرداند آگاه

که آمد بر سر اینک دولتی نیز
گر استقبال خواهی کرد برخیز

English translation

When that wise man returned from Egypt, To free Zuleikha's soul from its bonds,

He brought glad tidings from her beloved; He emptied her of herself and filled her with the beloved.

The flower of her fortune began to bloom; The phoenix of her prosperity took flight.

Through a dream, fetters had fallen upon her affairs; A vision came and loosened those fetters.

Indeed, wherever there is joy or sorrow, In this world it arises from a dream or a vision.

Blessed is the one who passes beyond vision and dream, And, lightly burdened, escapes such a whirlpool.

When Zuleikha's father found her joyful, He turned his attention to arranging her dowry.

For that wedding he prepared Thousands of Roman and Russian maidens,

All pistachio-mouthed and pomegranate-breasted, Their cheeks bearing rose garden upon rose garden.

They wore necklaces like onagers beside their ears, And drew musk-black bows from ear to ear.

Like rose petals fresh at morning, They were free from the shame of indigo and the disgrace of rouge.

They bound amber ornaments upon their tulip cheeks And hung fresh pearls from their ears.

A thousand beardless slave boys, inciters of temptation, Soul-stealing with coquettishness and blood-shedding with glances,

Wore ruby-colored caps tilted upon their heads And loosened the knots of their musk-scented forelocks.

Each lock around the edges of a cap Was like a hyacinth branch beneath a tulip.

They wore robes of colored fine linen, Delicate as buds and tight as sugarcane.

They fastened jeweled belts around waists fine as hair, And from every hair a hundred hearts hung on every side.

A thousand fine, beautifully formed horses, Swift when galloping and docile beneath the saddle,

Swifter than the ball before the polo mallet, And smoother in motion than water flowing over grass.

If a whip merely cast its shadow upon them, They would leap beyond the field of time.

Like wild onagers, they raced across the plain; Like waterfowl, they swam through the sea.

Their hooves split hard granite, And their tails cast knots upon reeds.

They crossed mountains as easily as plains And seldom strayed beyond the rein's command.

A thousand camels, all creatures of majesty, Their backs entirely ridges and their humps mountains;

Mountains in body, yet not without pillars, And in their wind-like pace surpassed by nothing.

Like contented ascetics, they ate little; Like those endowed with endurance, they bore burdens.

Trusting in God, they crossed a hundred deserts And grazed upon thorns as though they were hyacinths and roses.

From eagerness for the road, they went without sleep or food, Desert travelers moving to the cadence of the camel song.

There were a hundred camel-loads of every kind of precious object, The tribute of a kingdom borne by each camel.

Two hundred spreads of costly brocade, Whether Egyptian, Roman, or Syrian;

Two hundred caskets of shining jewels, Of ruby, pearl, and Badakhshan spinel;

Two hundred trays filled with Tatar musk, With ben oil, ambergris, and Qumari aloeswood.

Wherever the camel driver halted to camp, The whole face of the earth became a wilderness of China.

For Zuleikha he arranged A charming palanquin resembling a bridal chamber:

A paneled chamber of sandalwood and aloeswood, Its joined boards covered in gold;

Its jeweled roof like Jamshid's canopy, Its gold-scattering dome like the orb of the sun.

Its exterior and interior were entirely filled With golden nails and hanging pearls.

Gold-woven brocade was draped upon it, With pleasing colors and beautiful designs.

They seated Zuleikha within that bridal chamber And conveyed her with a hundred graces toward Egypt.

Upon the backs of wind-footed steeds, that palanquin Moved like a flower carried by the spring breeze.

Thousands of cypresses, box trees, and pines, Jasmine-faced, jasmine-scented, and jasmine-bosomed,

Set forth as though a new spring Had turned its face from one land toward another.

At every station where that idol made her abode, She put the Garden of Iram to shame.

Intoxicated slave boys wheeled about at a gallop, While maidens displayed themselves from graceful litters.

Each maiden cast a snare with her tresses And made a slave boy her own prey.

Each slave boy shot an arrow from his glance And opened a breach in a captive's soul.

On one side were seduction and coquettish charms; On the other, yearning and lovemaking.

Thousands of lovers and beloveds were engaged; Everywhere were a hundred wares and a hundred buyers.

In this fashion they passed from station to station And drew the litter toward Egypt.

Zuleikha's heart was delighted by her fortune, Believing that the road to Egypt would soon be traversed,

That dawn would break upon the night of sorrow And the grief of separation would come to an end.

She was unaware that the night was exceedingly dark And that the road from there to dawn was many years long.

Through bright days and dark nights They continued onward until Egypt drew near.

From there they sent a messenger ahead, To drive his mount before their litter,

To seek the road toward Egypt in advance And inform the Aziz of Egypt

That another great fortune had now arrived at his threshold: If you wish to welcome it, arise.

Updated 2026-07-18

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