1Cademy - بخش ۳۹ - حکایت سیاست یعقوب سلطان آن عوان شیرازی را / Section 39 - The Tale of Sultan Yaqubs Punishment of That Oppressive Agent of Shiraz

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بخش ۳۹ - حکایت سیاست یعقوب سلطان آن عوان شیرازی را / Section 39 - The Tale of Sultan Ya'qub's Punishment of That Oppressive Agent of Shiraz

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بود یعقوب بن حسن شاهی
آسمان جمال را ماهی

نوجوانی که نارسیده بسی
بود کارش به غور کار رسی

ملکی از شام تا خراسان داشت
وز بدی ها دلی هراسان داشت

پشت ظلم آوران شکست از وی
صیت نوشیروان نشست از وی

روزی آمد ز خطه شیراز
رقعه ای پر دعای اهل نیاز

که فلان ظالم ستم پیشه
به کف آورده از قلم تیشه

می زند بیخ بندگان خدای
ای خداوند مرحمت فرمای

سوی تبریز خواند آن سگ را
یعنی آن بد نهاد بد رگ را

آه اگر سگ بگیردم دامن
که چه کین بودت این همه با من

کاندر این قصه چون سخن راندی
آن عوان را به نام من خواندی

شاهش القصه پیش خویش نشاند
رقعه سر تا به پای بر وی خواند

گرچه انکار کرد ز اول کار
کرد آخر به آنچه بود اقرار

شاه چاچی کمان نهادبه دست
ناوک جان ستان گشاد ز شست

هدف تیر خشم کرد او را
همچو سگ چار چشم کرد او را

آری آن تیر ازو چو کرد گذر
شد گشاده بر او دو چشم دگر

تا به آنها سزای خود بیند
کار بد را سزای بد بیند

حیف ازان دست و شست و تیر و کمان
که چنان شه ز جور دور زمان

آفت باد بی نیازی یافت
روی ازین صورت مجازی تافت

لطف ایزد نثار جانش باد
فضل حق راحت روانش باد

English translation

There was Ya'qub, son of Hasan, a king, A moon in the heaven of beauty. A youth, though not yet advanced in age, His practice was to investigate matters thoroughly. He ruled a realm stretching from Syria to Khorasan, And kept a heart fearful of committing evil. The backs of oppressors were broken by him; The fame of Nushirvan was surpassed by him. One day, from the region of Shiraz, there arrived A letter filled with the prayers of the needy, Saying: 'A certain oppressor, whose trade is tyranny, Has taken up an axe in the form of a pen, And is hacking at the roots of God's servants. O Lord, show mercy!' To Tabriz, the king summoned that dog— That is to say, that evil-natured, ill-bred tyrant. (Ah, if a dog should catch my hem and say: 'What grudge did you have against me, That in this story, when you spoke, You called that oppressor by my name?') In short, the king sat him before himself, And read the petition to him from head to toe. Though he denied it at the beginning of the affair, In the end, he confessed to all that had been done. The king placed a Chachi bow in his hand, And released a life-taking arrow from his thumb. He made him the target of the arrow of his wrath, And made him four-eyed like a dog. Indeed, when that arrow passed through him, Two other eyes were opened on him, So that through them he might see his retribution, And witness the evil reward of his evil deeds. Alas for that hand, that thumb, that bow and arrow, For such a king, through the cruelty of the turn of time, Encountered the blight of the wind of mortality, And turned his face from this metaphorical world. May the grace of God be showered upon his soul, And the favor of the Truth be the peace of his spirit.

Updated 2026-07-07

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