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بخش ۳۰ - حکایت آن نوخاسته تن به جامه آراسته که جامه هایش نغز و سخن هایش بی مغز بود / Section 30 - The Tale of that Newly-Risen Youth Whose Body Was Adorned in Fine Garments, Whose Clothes Were Elegant but Whose Words Were Brainless

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یکی تازه برنای نوخاسته
به شاهانه خلعت تن آراسته

درآمد بر آزادمردی حکیم
به خلوتسرای قناعت مقیم

حکیمش چو دید آنچنان بگذراند
به بالا و بر صدر مجلس نشاند

چو برنا نوای سخن ساز کرد
در گفت و گو پیش او باز کرد

ز هر جا سخن های بسیار گفت
ولی جمله بیرون ز هنجار گفت

نه لفظش فصیح و نه معنی صحیح
به هر لفظ و معنی خطایی صریح

به بیهوده چون شد زبانش روان
بدو گفت پیر کهن کای جوان

به دیگ سخن چون نیی نغز پز
مکن جامه نغز از اکسون و خز

برون می دهی از زبان عیب خویش
ز جامه چه می گیری این پرده پیش

چو جامه سخن بی کم و کاست کن
و یا جامه را با سخن راست کن

بیا ساقیا بین به دلتنگیم
ببخش از می لعل یکرنگیم

چو جام بلور از می لاله گون
برونم برآور به رنگ درون

بیا مطربا برکش آهنگ را
ره صلح کن نوبت جنگ را

ز ترکیب های موافق نغم
شود صد مخالف موافق به هم

English translation

A young, freshly-risen youth, his body adorned in royal robes, came before a free-spirited sage who dwelt in the retreat of contentment. When the sage saw him thus, he welcomed him and seated him high, at the head of the gathering. When the youth struck up the tune of speech and opened conversation before him, he spoke many words on every subject, yet all of them fell outside proper measure. Neither was his diction eloquent nor his meaning sound; in every word and meaning was a plain mistake. When his tongue ran on with idle nonsense, the aged elder said to him: O youth, since you are no fine cook in the pot of speech, do not fashion fine garments of brocade and silk. You put forth your own flaw with your tongue; what use is this veil you draw before you with clothing? Either make your speech, like your garment, without excess or defect, or make your garment match your speech. Come, O cupbearer, behold our heaviness of heart; bestow on us the single-hued oneness of the ruby wine. Like a crystal cup filled with tulip-colored wine, bring my outside forth in the color of my inside. Come, O minstrel, strike up the melody; turn the movement of war into the path of peace. From the harmonious blending of notes, a hundred discordant things become concordant together.

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Humanities

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Persian Literature Prerequisite Course

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