1Cademy - بخش ۲۳ - حکایت شکایت آن پادشاه از استیلای صفت غضب بر وی پیش آن حکیم و معالجه فرمودن حکیم آن را / Section 23 - The Tale of That Kings Complaint to a Sage About the Dominance of Anger Over Him, and the Sages Method of Treating It

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Haft Awrang

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بخش ۲۳ - حکایت شکایت آن پادشاه از استیلای صفت غضب بر وی پیش آن حکیم و معالجه فرمودن حکیم آن را / Section 23 - The Tale of That King's Complaint to a Sage About the Dominance of Anger Over Him, and the Sage's Method of Treating It

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بود شاهی به فضل و دانش و رای
راحت جان بندگان خدای

همه اخلاق او پسندیده
از ره عقل و دین نلغزیده

لیک خشمش ز حد برون بودی
زیر فرمان آن زبون بودی

از دلش چون غضب زبانه زدی
شعله در خرمن زمانه زدی

زین سبب روز و شب پریشان بود
هر چه می کرد ازان پشیمان بود

خشم با نیکخواه یا بدخواه
از همه کس بد است خاصه ز شاه

خشم کاید ز شه کسان را پیش
آنچنان خشم ناید از درویش

خشم درویش خان و مان سوزد
خشم شه جمله جهان سوزد

خشم آن ناسزاست یا دشنام
خشم این رنج خاص و کشتن عام

خشم آن بر سر زبان باشد
خشم این در گزند جان باشد

شد شبی این حدیث را خوانا
بر حکیمی به کارها دانا

گفت با او حکیم دانش کیش
کای به دانش ز شهریاران بیش

چون زند شعله آتش غضبت
سازد از تاب خویش خشک لبت

با خود اندیشه کن که این عاجز
نیست بیرون ز ملک من هرگز

گردن او همیشه پست من است
زدن و کشتنش به دست من است

در سیاست شتاب کردن چیست
بی فراست عذاب کردن چیست

کشتن زندگان بس آسان است
زنده چون کشته شد چه درمان است

به سفه در شدن به کار که چه
دادن از دست اختیار که چه

اختیاری که داده است خدای
دست ازان چون کشم ز سستی رای

شکر آن را که پادشاه منم
از بد و نیک کینه خواه منم

نیست او را به پادشاهی خویش
دست بر من به کینه خواهی خویش

به که بر حال وی ببخشایم
گردن او ز بند بگشایم

گر ببخشم سزایش از تقصیر
چند روزی در آن کنم تأخیر

بو که روشن شود حقیقت کار
دل نیازاردم ازان آزار

هر سحر چون ز خواب برخیزی
پیشتر زانکه با کس آمیزی

این سبق را به خود مکرر کن
رفتن خود بر آن مقرر کن

تا شود طبع این تکلف تو
به تدبر رود تصرف تو

چند روزی نهاد شاه کریم
بند بر خشم خود به پند حکیم

خشم او شد بدل به خوشنودی
کارش آورد رو به بهبودی

ای خوشا وقت شاه دانش کوش
باز کرده به اهل دانش گوش

کرده آنگه به حکم دانش کار
برگرفته ز خلق عالم بار

English translation

There was a king of grace, knowledge, and wisdom, A comfort to the souls of God's servants. All his morals were praiseworthy, He did not slip from the path of reason and religion. But his anger was beyond measure, And he was helpless under its command. Whenever anger flared up from his heart, It cast a spark into the harvest of the world. For this reason, he was distressed day and night, And whatever he did, he regretted. Anger, whether towards a well-wisher or an ill-wisher, Is bad from anyone, but especially from a king. The anger that comes from a king to people, Such anger does not come from a dervish. A dervish's anger burns down a single household, While a king's anger burns the entire world. The former's anger is but inappropriate words or insults, The latter's anger is specific torment and general slaughter. The former's anger is on the tip of the tongue, The latter's anger is in the harm of life. One night, he related this account To a sage who was wise in all matters. The wise sage said to him, 'O you who exceed all monarchs in knowledge! When the fire of your anger flares up, And makes your lips dry from its heat, Reflect with yourself: "This helpless person Is never outside of my kingdom. His neck is always bowed to me, And beating or killing him is in my hands. What is the use of hastening in punishment? What is the use of torturing without foresight? Killing the living is very easy, But once the living is killed, what is the remedy? Why enter into affairs with foolishness? Why let go of one's self-control? The free will and control that God has granted, Why should I withdraw my hand from it through weakness of judgment? In gratitude that I am the king, And that I am the avenger of good and bad, And that he has no hand over me in his sovereignty To seek vengeance against me, It is better that I show mercy on his condition, And release his neck from the bonds. Even if I am to punish him for his shortcoming, Let me delay it for a few days, So that perhaps the truth of the matter becomes clear, And my heart does not grieve over that suffering." Every morning when you rise from sleep, Before you associate with anyone, Repeat this lesson to yourself, And resolve your conduct upon it, Until this deliberate practice becomes your second nature, And your actions proceed with reflection.' For a few days, the noble king placed A shackle on his anger, following the sage's advice. His anger was transformed into contentment, And his affairs turned toward improvement. Oh, how blessed is the time of the knowledge-seeking king, Who keeps his ears open to the people of wisdom, And then acts according to the decree of wisdom, Lifting burdens from the world's creations.

Updated 2026-07-07

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