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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۱۰ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 10 - The Tale and the Parable

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شاه دین محمود سلطان جهان
داشت استادی بغایت خرده دان

بود نام او سدید عنبری
ای عجب کافور مویش بر سری

شاه یک روزی بدو گفت ای مقل
وتعز من تشاء و تذل

آیت زیباست معنی بازگوی
از عزیز و از ذلیلم راز گوی

پیر گفتش گوئیا ای جان من
آیتی در شأن تست و آن من

قسم من عزست و آن تست ذل
تو بجزوی قانعی و من بکل

کوزهٔ دارم من و یک بوریا
فارغم از طمطراق و از ریا

تا که در دنیا نفس باشد مرا
بوریا وین کوزه بس باشد مرا

باز تو بنگر بکار و بار خویش
ملک و پیل و لشگر بسیار خویش

آن همه داری دگر میبایدت
بیشتر از پیشتر میبایدت

من ندارم هیچ و آزادم ز کل
تو بسی داری دگر خواهی ز ذل

پس مرا عزت نصیب است از حبیب
بی نصیبی تو زعزت بی نصیب

ای دریغا ترک دولت کردهٔ
خواریت را نام عزت کردهٔ

بار هفت اقلیم در گردن کنی
عالمی را قصد خون خوردن کنی

تا دمی بر تخت بنشینی بناز
میمزن چون مینیاری خورد باز

English translation

Mahmud, king of the faith and sultan of the world, Had a master who was extremely discerning. His name was Sadid Anbari; Oh wonder, his hair was like camphor upon his head. The king one day said to him, 'O poor one, "And You honor whom You will and humble whom You will," It is a beautiful verse, recount its meaning; Tell me the secret of the honored and the humiliated.' The old man said to him, 'Listen, O my soul! It is a verse concerning you and me. My share is honor, and yours is humiliation; You are content with a part, and I with the whole. I have a water-jug and a single reed-mat; I am free from pomp and hypocrisy. As long as I have breath in this world, This reed-mat and this jug are enough for me. But you, look at your own affairs and state; Your kingdom, elephants, and vast army. You have all that, yet you need more; You need more than before. I have nothing and am free from all; You have much, yet you seek more out of abasement. Thus, true honor is my portion from the Beloved, While you are portionless, destitute of honor. Oh alas, you have abandoned true wealth, And you have named your wretchedness "honor". You place the burden of the seven climes upon your neck, And you intend to drink the blood of an entire world, Just so you may sit proudly on a throne for a moment; Do not strike out, since you cannot bear the blow in return.'

Updated 2026-07-03

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