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بخش ۲۸ - حکایت سنجر و بخشیدن منقل پر لعل و گوهر / Section 28 - The Tale of Sanjar and Bestowing the Brazier Filled with Rubies and Gems

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سنجر بن ملکشه آن شه راد
که در جود بر زمانه گشاد

گفت او بود همچو ابر بهار
بر جهان در فشان و گوهر بار

داشت آماده شاه فرزانه
خاصه از بهر دی یکی خانه

خانه ای از زمردین سقلاط
چون چمن در بهار سبز بساط

منقلی در میانش از زر ناب
پر فروزنده لعلهای خوشاب

هر که نی دست و پا به آن بردی
منقل آتشش گمان بردی

روزی از ره یکی غریب رسید
که جهان همچو او ادیب ندید

همچو دریا و کان گرانمایه
همچو خورشید و مه سبکسایه

بود آسیب برد دی خورده
سوی آن برد دست افسرده

اهل مجلس چو از وی آن دیدند
همچو گل از شگفت خندیدند

و او زان کار خود سرافکنده
نرگس آسا بماند شرمنده

روز دیگر چو بامداد پگاه
آمد از لطف گفت با او شاه

زدی امروز سوی ما باری
زودتر گام سعی گفت آری

شب ز سرما ستمکش آمده ام
بامدادان به آتش آمده ام

تا مگر اخگری بیندوزم
خانه خود به آن برافروزم

شه چو از فاضل آن لطیفه شنید
لعل و منقل همه به او بخشید

گفت کاینها به خانه خود بر
دامن خویشتن بر آن گستر

تا چو سرمای دی شود کاری
همچو دی ز آفتش نیازاری

English translation

Sanjar, son of Malik-Shah, that generous king, Who opened the door of bounty to the age, His word was like the spring cloud, Scattering pearls and shedding gems upon the world. The wise king had prepared, Especially for winter, a certain room, A room made of emerald-green silk, Like a meadow spreading a green carpet in spring, With a brazier of pure gold in its midst, Filled with brilliant, pure-water rubies. Anyone who did not stretch hand or foot toward it Would have thought it was a fire-brazier. One day a stranger arrived from the road, The like of whom in elegance and literacy the world had never seen, Precious like the sea and the mine, Gentle and agreeable like the sun and the moon. He had suffered from the blow of winter's chill; He stretched his cold hands toward it. When the members of the assembly saw this from him, They laughed in amazement like a blossoming flower, And he, bowing his head in shame because of his act, Remained embarrassed like a drooping narcissus. The next day, early in the morning, The king kindly said to him: 'Today you stepped toward us, Hastening your pace of effort.' He replied, 'Yes, At night I suffered from the cold, In the morning I have come to the fire So that I might gather a coal And light my own home with it.' When the king heard that witty remark from the learned man, He bestowed all the rubies and the brazier upon him. He said, 'Take these to your own home, Spread your skirt over them, So that when winter's cold does its work, You will not suffer from its harm like winter's chill.'

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