1Cademy - بخش ۱۹ - حکایت شبروی محمود غزنوی و از هر کس خبر بدی و نیکی خود پرسیدن و از بدی بریدن و بر نیکی آرمیدن / Section 19 - The Story of Mahmud of Ghaznas Night-Roaming, Inquiring of Everyone about His Own Virtues and Vices, Severing from Evil, and Settling upon Goodness

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بخش ۱۹ - حکایت شبروی محمود غزنوی و از هر کس خبر بدی و نیکی خود پرسیدن و از بدی بریدن و بر نیکی آرمیدن / Section 19 - The Story of Mahmud of Ghazna's Night-Roaming, Inquiring of Everyone about His Own Virtues and Vices, Severing from Evil, and Settling upon Goodness

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شب که رهبان دیر شماسی
تازه کردی لباس عباسی

شاه غزنین سیاه پوشیدی
گرد شهر و سپاه گردیدی

تا سحر در لباس بیگانه
برگذشتی به هر در خانه

هر کجا یافتی سخنگویی
که در او بودی از خرد بویی

دل به پیوند او قوی کردی
ذکر محمود غزنوی کردی

که به شاهی شعار او چونست
حال او چیست کار او چونست

روزگارش به ظلم می گذرد
یا ره عدل و داد می سپرد

دوستان در ولای او چونند
دشمنان از بلای او چونند

هیچ عیبی نماندی و هنری
که نجستی در او ازان خبری

غرضش آنکه هر چه بد باشد
پیش اهل قبول رد باشد

بر کند نقش آن ز سینه خویش
بسترد حرفش از سفینه خویش

هر چه باشد نکو در آن کوشد
کش نبخشد به مفت و نفروشد

رسم نقصان ازان براندازد
تا تواند مضاعفش سازد

یک شبی ره فتادش از طرفی
دید ز اهل صفا نشسته صفی

نور کشف از حبینشان لایح
بوی عشق از نسیمشان فایح

همه در صورت و صفت یکرنگ
همه در علم و معرفت همسنگ

ترس ترسان سلام کرد و نشست
کرد همت بلند و گردن پست

گوش می داشت تا چه می گویند
راه رد یا قبول می پویند

یکی از ملک گوهری می سفت
یکی از دین حکایتی می گفت

گفته شد نکته های گوناگون
موج زد بحر الحدیث شجون

نام محمود غزنوی بردند
کارهای نکوش بشمردند

همه گفتند بس نکو شاهیست
خاصه و عامه را نکو خواهیست

همت او بلند پرواز است
با حریفان سفله ناساز است

لیک سودای لعبتان طراز
باز می داردش از آن پرواز

گر رود از سر این خیال او را
نکند نفس پایمال او را

بلکه از بندگیش سر تابد
بر خداوندیش ظفر یابد

نام شاه مظفرش گردد
همه گیتی مسخرش گردد

شه چو بر گوشش آن نفس بگذشت
در دل خویش ازان هوس بگذشت

لوح خاطر ز نقش شهوت شست
کرد بر خود لباس عفت چست

لاجرم شد به فرصتی اندک
شهره فتح و نصرتش مسلک

ملک هندوستان همه بگرفت
شرق و غرب جهان همه بگرفت

محمل آخر به ملک باقی راند
نام او تا به حشر باقی ماند

English translation

At night, when the monk of the monastery of Shammas Would renew his Abbasid garments, The King of Ghazna would dress in black, And wander around the city and the army. Until dawn, in the guise of a stranger, He would pass by every house's door. Wherever he found a speaker In whom there was a scent of wisdom, He would strengthen his heart by connecting with him, And would bring up the mention of Mahmud of Ghazna: 'How is his conduct in kingship? What is his state, how is his work? Are his days passing in oppression, Or is he traveling the path of justice and equity? How are his friends in their devotion to him, And how are his enemies under his affliction?' There remained no defect or virtue Concerning which he did not seek news of him. His purpose was that whatever is bad, And is rejected by the people of acceptance, He might tear out its image from his own breast, And erase its word from his book; And whatever is good, he might strive for it, And neither give it away for free nor sell it; To abolish the custom of deficiency from it, And multiply it as much as he could. One night, his path led him in a certain direction; He saw a row of the people of purity sitting. The light of mystical unveiling was radiant from their foreheads, And the scent of love was fragrant from their breeze. All united in form and attribute, All equal in knowledge and gnosis. Fearfully, he offered peace and sat down, Elevating his aspiration and lowering his neck. He kept listening to what they were saying, And which path of rejection or acceptance they were walking. One was piercing a pearl of royal wisdom, Another was telling a tale of religion. Various subtle points were spoken, And the sea of diverse discourse surged with waves. They brought up the name of Mahmud of Ghazna, And enumerated his good deeds. All said: 'He is a very good king, A well-wisher to both the elite and the common people. His aspiration is high-flying, And he is incompatible with base companions. But the passion for the beauties of Taraz Holds him back from that flight. If this fancy should leave his head, His carnal soul would not trample him underfoot. Rather, he would turn his head away from servitude, And attain victory over his sovereignty. The name "Victorious King" would truly become his, And the entire world would be conquered by him.' When that breath passed by the king's ear, He renounced that desire in his heart. He washed the tablet of his mind of the image of lust, And tightly wore the garment of chastity on himself. Consequently, in a short opportunity, The path of victory and triumph became famous for him. He captured the entire realm of India, And took the east and west of the world. Finally, he drove his camel-litter to the eternal realm, And his name remained until the Day of Resurrection.

Updated 2026-07-07

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