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بخش ۹۵ - حکایت آن حکیم که از تره زار جهان به شاخی چند قناعت کرده بود و از خوان جهانیان دندان طمع برکنده / Section 95 - The Tale of That Sage Who Was Content with a Few Sprigs from the Herb-Garden of the World and Had Plucked out the Tooth of Greed from the Feast of Worldlings

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می شد آن خاصگی شاه به دشت
بر کنار تره زاری بگذشت

تره کاری ز قضا بر لب جوی
بود ز آلودگی گل تره شوی

زان تره هر چه همی ماند در آب
طعمه می ساخت حکیمی به شتاب

خاصگی گفت بدو کای سره مرد
کس ندیدم که بدینسان تره خورد

تره تو که نه نان دیده نه دوغ
ندهد کار تو را هیچ فروغ

گر چو ما خدمتی شاه شوی
صاحب مرتبه و جاه شوی

دسته تره که بر خوان بودت
پهلوی بره بریان بودت

لقمه بره که با تره خوری
به ز هر تره که بی بره خوری

گفت با خاصگی آن مرد حکیم
کای ز جاه آمده در چاه مقیم

گر چو ما راه قناعت سپری
به حرمگاه قناعت گذری

باشد از خوان جهان تره بست
خوردن بره نیفتد هوست

کمر خدمت شاهت چو کمند
نفکند گردن اقبال به بند

شاه از خلعت شاهی بیرون
نیست جز چون تو یکی مرد زبون

پیش شمشیر سر افکنده شوی
به که پیش چو خودی بنده شوی

در دیاری که ز فقر آبادیست
بندگی خاک ره آزادیست

English translation

The king's favorite courtier was walking through the plain, And passed by the edge of an herb-garden. By chance, an herb-grower on the bank of a stream Was washing mud off the herbs. Whatever of those herbs remained in the water, A sage was quickly gathering to make his food. The courtier said to him, 'O noble man, I have never seen anyone eat herbs in this manner! Your herb, which has seen neither bread nor buttermilk, Will bring no brightness or success to your affairs. If, like us, you become a servant of the king, You will become the master of rank and status. Then the bunch of herbs on your table Would be placed beside roasted lamb. A morsel of lamb eaten with herbs Is better than any herb eaten without lamb.' That wise man said to the courtier, 'O you who have come from high rank to dwell in a deep well! If you, like us, tread the path of contentment, And pass into the sanctuary of contentment, A few herbs from the table of the world will suffice, And the desire to eat lamb will not enter your mind. The belt of the king's service, like a lasso, Will not bind the neck of your fortune. The king, outside of his royal robes, Is nothing but a helpless man like yourself. To bow your head before the sword Is better than becoming a servant to one like yourself. In the realm that is prosperous through spiritual poverty, Servitude is the very dust of the path of freedom.'

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