1Cademy - بخش ۴۹ - قصه آن جوان که بر دختر عم عاشق شد و در عشق وی نام دزدی بر خود نهاد و ناموس عم نگاه داشت و بدان سبب به مقصود رسید / Section 49 - The Story of That Youth Who Fell in Love with His Uncles Daughter, and in His Love Took the Name of Thief Upon Himself and Preserved His Uncles Honor, and thereby Reached His Desire

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بخش ۴۹ - قصه آن جوان که بر دختر عم عاشق شد و در عشق وی نام دزدی بر خود نهاد و ناموس عم نگاه داشت و بدان سبب به مقصود رسید / Section 49 - The Story of That Youth Who Fell in Love with His Uncle's Daughter, and in His Love Took the Name of Thief Upon Himself and Preserved His Uncle's Honor, and thereby Reached His Desire

Original content

نوجوانی نخورده نشتر غم
شد گرفتار عشق دختر عم

روز و شب در سرای عم می بود
در مقام رضای عم می بود

دمبدم روی دخترش می دید
میوه از باغ نوبرش می چید

بود شبها در آن نشیمن راز
با شکنهای زلف او کجه باز

لیک داغش چو سینه سوز افتاد
کجه او به روی روز افتاد

پیش عم آشکار شد رازش
داشت از خانه آمدن بازش

چند روز آن جوان نیکو روی
که به دیدار یار بودش خوی

چون بدل شد وصال او به فراق
محنتش جفت گشت و طاقت طاق

یک شب از آرزوی دیدارش
کرد منزل به بام و دیوارش

خواست از مهر روی روشن او
که درآید چو مه به روزن او

ناگهانش فکند لغزش پای
از لب بام در میان سرای

عم ز افتادنش چو گشت آگاه
دزدوارش گرفت و داشت نگاه

بامدادش به شاه دوران برد
دادخواهان به پیش سلطان برد

شاه پرسید ازو که ای اوباش
دور از اندیشه معاد و معاش

شب که رو در ره خطا رفتی
به سرای کسان چرا رفتی

دید مسکین جوان که آن نه نکوست
که نهد تهمتی به دامن دوست

زد به سر منزل ملامت گام
راند بر خویشتن به دزدی نام

شاه بعد از جواب بشنیدن
داد فرمان به دست بریدن

واقفی از حقیقت آن حال
رقعه ای کرد سوی شاه ارسال

کای به حشمت ز خسروان فایق
نیست بر عاشق این جزا لایق

عاشق از شور عشق مجنون است
کار مجنون ز شرع بیرون است

مرد عاشق نه سیم و زر دزدد
از لب یار خود شکر دزدد

نیست جز دزدیی پسندیده
آمدن سوی یار دزدیده

شه چو مضمون کار را دانست
حال آن دل فگار را دانست

گفت با عم وی که ای سره مرد
این جوان را مکش به محنت و درد

بگسل از عهد سست پیوندی
سرفرازیش ده به فرزندی

رسم و راه ستمگری بگذار
جوهر خود به جوهری بسپار

گفت عم کو نه لایق است مرا
نه حریف موافق است مرا

شاه گفت آن که نام و ننگ تو جست
دست از نام و ننگ بهر تو شست

زو موافقتری کجا یابی
سر ز پیوند او چرا تابی

گفت عم کو فقیر و دست تهیست
مرد را داغ فقر رو سیهیست

شاه اسباب کار هر دو بساخت
به زر و مال هر دو را بنواخت

عقد بست آن جوان و دختر را
ساخت یک عقد آن دو گوهر را

English translation

A youth who had not tasted the lancet of sorrow, Became captive to the love of his uncle's daughter. Day and night he was in his uncle's house, Acting to please his uncle. Moment by moment he saw his daughter's face, Plucking the first-fruits from her fresh garden. He spent nights in that secret sanctuary, Playing with the curls of her tresses. But when his burning brand grew heart-searing, His hidden game was exposed to the light of day. His secret became manifest to his uncle, Who barred him from entering the house. For several days, that beautiful youth, Whose habit was to behold the face of his beloved, When his union was exchanged for separation, His misery doubled and his endurance was exhausted. One night, out of yearning to see her, He made his dwelling upon her roof and wall. He desired, by the love of her bright face, To enter her window like the moon. Suddenly, a slip of the foot cast him down From the edge of the roof into the courtyard. When the uncle became aware of his fall, He seized him like a thief and held him secure. In the morning, he brought him to the king of the age, Seeking justice, he took him before the sultan. The king asked him, 'O rascal, Far from the thoughts of the hereafter and livelihood, At night, when you trod the path of error, Why did you enter the house of others?' The wretched youth saw that it is not honorable To place an accusation upon the skirt of the beloved. He stepped into the station of blame, And took the name of thief upon himself. The king, after hearing the reply, Gave the command to cut off his hand. One who was aware of the truth of that matter Dispatched a letter to the king, 'O you who surpass monarchs in majesty, This punishment is not fitting for a lover. The lover is maddened by the passion of love, The conduct of the madman is beyond the law. A loving man does not steal silver or gold; He steals sugar from the lips of his beloved. It is nothing but a commendable theft, To come stealthily toward the beloved.' When the king understood the essence of the matter, He realized the condition of that wounded heart. He said to his uncle, 'O noble man, Do not kill this youth with misery and pain. Break the bond of weak relation, And honor him by making him your son-in-law. Abandon the custom and way of oppression, Entrust your jewel to a jeweler.' The uncle said, 'He is not worthy of me, Nor is he a compatible companion for me.' The king said, 'He who sought your name and reputation, Washed his hands of his own name and reputation for your sake. Where will you find a more compatible companion than him? Why do you turn away from union with him?' The uncle said, 'He is poor and empty-handed, And the stain of poverty brings disgrace to a man.' The king arranged the affairs of them both, Favoring both with gold and wealth. He wedded that youth to the daughter, Making those two pearls into a single necklace.

Updated 2026-07-07

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