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بخش ۵۴ - کشیدن سرهنگان یوسف را علیه السلام به جانب زندان و گواهی دادن طفل شیرخواره به پاکی وی و گذاشتن وی / Section 54 - The Commanders Taking Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, Toward the Prison; a Nursing Infant Testifying to His Innocence; and His Release

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چو یوسف را گرفت آن مرد سرهنگ
به محنتگاه زندان کرد آهنگ

به تنگ آمد دل یوسف ازان درد
نهان روی دعا در آسمان کرد

که ای دانا به اسرار نهانی
تو را باشد مسلم راز دانی

دروغ از راست پیش توست ممتاز
که داند جز تو کردن کشف این راز

ز نور صدق چون دادی فروغم
منه تهمت به گفتار دروغم

گواهی بگذران بر دعوی من
که صدق من شود چون صبح روشن

ز شست همت کشور گشایش
چو آمد بر هدف تیر دعایش

در آن مجمع زنی خویش زلیخا
که بودی روز و شب پیش زلیخا

سه ماهه کودکی بر دوش خود داشت
چو جان بگرفته در آغوش خود داشت

چو سوسن بر زبان حرفی نرانده
ز طومار بیان حرفی نخوانده

فغان زد کای عزیز آهسته تر باش
ز تعجیل عقوبت بر حذر باش

سزاوار عقوبت نیست یوسف
به لطف و مرحمت اولیست یوسف

عزیز از گفتن کودک عجب ماند
سخن با او به قانون ادب راند

که ای ناشسته لب زآلایش شیر
خدایت کرده تلقین حسن تقریر

بگو روشن که این آتش که افروخت
کزانم پرده عز و شرف سوخت

بگفتا من نیم نمام و غماز
که گویم با کسی راز کسی باز

ز غمازیست مشک چین سیه روی
که از صد پرده بیرون می دهد بوی

ببین در تازه گلهای بهاری
که خندان و خوشند از پرده داری

نیم غماز لیکن گر بدانی
بگویم با تو این راز نهانی

برو در حال یوسف کن نظاره
که پیراهن چه سانش گشته پاره

گر از پیش است در پیراهنش چاک
زلیخا را بود دامن ازان پاک

ندارد دعوی یوسف فروغی
همی گوید برای خود دروغی

ور از پس چاک شد پیراهن او
بود پاک از خیانت دامن او

دروغ است آنچه می گوید زلیخا
نه راه صدق می پوید زلیخا

عزیز از طفل چون گوش سخن کرد
روان تفتیش حال پیرهن کرد

چو دید از پس دریده پیرهن را
ملامت کرد آن مکاره زن را

که دانستم که این کید از تو بوده ست
بر آن آزاده این قید از تو بوده ست

چه کید است این که پیش آوردی آخر
چه بد بود این که با خود کردی آخر

ز راه ننگ و نام خویش گشتی
طلبگار غلام خویش گشتی

پسندیدی به خود این ناپسندی
وز آن پس جرم آن بر وی فکندی

ز کید زن دل مردان دو نیم است
زنان را کیدهایی بس عظیم است

عزیزان را کند کید زنان خوار
به کید زن بود دانا گرفتار

ز مکر زن کسی عاجز مبادا
زن مکاره خود هرگز مبادا

برو زین پس به استغفار بنشین
ز خجلت روی در دیوار بنشین

به گریه گرم کن هنگامه خویش
بشو زین حرف ناخوش نامه خویش

تو ای یوسف زبان زین راز در بند
به هر کس گفتن این راز مپسند

همین بس در سخن چالاکی تو
که روشن گشت بر ما پاکی تو

قدم از راه غمازی بدر نه
که باشد پرده پوش از پرده در به

عزیز این گفت و بیرون شد ز خانه
به خوشخویی سمر شد در زمانه

تحمل دلکش است اما نه چندین
نکو خویی خوش است اما نه چندین

چو مرد از زن به خوشخویی کشد بار
ز خوشخویی به دیوثی رسد کار

مکن در کار زن چندان صبوری
که افتد رخنه در سد غیوری

English translation

When that commander seized Joseph, He set out for the prison, the abode of affliction.

Joseph's heart grew distressed by that pain; Secretly he turned his face in prayer toward heaven:

O Knower of hidden mysteries, To You alone belongs the knowledge of secrets.

Before You, falsehood is distinguished from truth; Who but You can uncover this mystery?

Since You have given me radiance from the light of truth, Do not subject me to accusation through lying words.

Bring forth a witness for my claim, So that my truthfulness may become bright as dawn.

When, from the bow of his world-conquering resolve, The arrow of his prayer struck its mark,

There was in that gathering a kinswoman of Zulaykha, Who remained with Zulaykha day and night.

She carried a three-month-old infant upon her shoulder And held him in her arms as dearly as her own soul.

Like a lily, he had never uttered a word, Nor read a single letter from the scroll of speech.

He cried out: O Aziz, proceed more slowly; Beware of haste in punishment.

Joseph does not deserve punishment; Joseph is more deserving of kindness and mercy.

The Aziz was astonished at the child's speech And addressed him according to the rules of courtesy:

O you whose lips are not yet cleansed of milk's traces, God has instructed you in eloquent expression.

Tell me plainly who kindled this fire By which the veil of my honor and dignity was burned.

He said: I am no tale-bearer or informer, That I should disclose one person's secret to another.

It is through informing that musk from China is black-faced, For its fragrance escapes through a hundred veils.

Look at the fresh flowers of spring, How laughing and joyful they are through concealing secrets.

I am no informer, but if you wish to know, I shall tell you this hidden mystery.

Go and examine Joseph's condition: Observe how his shirt has been torn.

If the tear in his shirt is at the front, Then Zulaykha's hem is innocent of the matter.

Joseph's claim possesses no radiance; He is telling a lie for his own sake.

But if his shirt was torn from behind, Then his hem is pure of betrayal.

What Zulaykha says is false; Zulaykha does not tread the path of truth.

When the Aziz heard the infant's words, He immediately began examining the shirt.

When he saw that the shirt was torn from behind, He reproached that scheming woman:

I have learned that this deceit came from you; It was you who placed this fetter upon that free man.

What deceit is this that you have contrived? How wickedly you have acted against yourself!

You departed from the path of your honor and good name And became the seeker of your own slave.

You approved this disgrace for yourself, And then cast its blame upon him.

Through women's guile, men's hearts are split in two; Women possess exceedingly great stratagems.

The guile of women brings honored men low; Through a woman's guile, even the wise are ensnared.

May no one be rendered helpless by a woman's cunning; May a woman herself never become deceitful.

Go now and sit in repentance; Turn your face toward the wall in shame.

With weeping, set your gathering aflame; Wash this unpleasant passage from the record of your deeds.

And you, Joseph, keep your tongue bound concerning this secret; Do not approve of telling it to everyone.

Let this evidence of your eloquence suffice: Your innocence has become clear to us.

Do not step onto the path of informing, For one who conceals faults is better than one who tears away veils.

The Aziz said this and departed from the house; His mildness soon became a tale repeated everywhere.

Forbearance is pleasing, but not to this extent; Good nature is delightful, but not to this extent.

When a man bears too much from his wife through mildness, His good nature comes at last to dishonor.

Do not show such patience concerning a wife's conduct That a breach appears in the rampart of protective honor.

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Updated 2026-07-18

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