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بخش ۴۵ - فرستادن زلیخا دایه را به نزدیک یوسف علیه السلام و مطالبه مقصود کردن و ابا نمودن وی از آن / Section 45 - Zulaykha Sending the Nurse to Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, to Request the Fulfillment of Her Desire, and His Refusal

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زلیخا با غم با این درازی
چو دید از دایه رحم چاره سازی

بگفت ای از تو صد یاریم بوده
به هر کاری هواداریم بوده

مرا یک بار دیگر یاریی کن
ز غمخواریم بین غمخواریی کن

قدم از تارک من کن به سویش
زبان من شو و از من بگویش

که ای سرکش نهال ناز پرورد
رخت را در لطافت ناز پرورد

ز بستان جمال و گلشن ناز
نرسته چون قدت سروی سرافراز

ز جان و دل گل و آبی سرشتند
در او شاخی ز باغ سدره کشتند

چو برگ سربلندی داد آن شاخ
سهی سرو تواش خواندند گستاخ

عروس دهر تا در زادن افتاد
ز تو پاکیزه تر فرزند کم زاد

به فرزندیت آدم چشم روشن
ز گلروییت عالم گشته گلشن

کمال حسن تو حد بشر نیست
پری از خوبی تو بهره ور نیست

پری را گر نبودی شرمساری
نماندی از تو در کنج تواری

فرشته گرچه بر چرخ برین است
به پیش روی تو سر بر زمین است

فلک زینسان بلندت ساخت پایه
فکن بر مبتلای خویش سایه

زلیخا گرچه زیبا دلرباییست
فتاده در کمندت مبتلاییست

ز طفلی داغ تو بر سینه دارد
ز سودایت غمی دیرینه دارد

به ملک خود سه بارت دیده در خواب
وز آن عمریست مانده در تب و تاب

گهی چون آب در زنجیر بوده ست
گهی چون باد در شبگیر بوده ست

کنون هم گشته زین سودا چو مویی
ندارد جز تو در دل آرزویی

بر او ناکرده نقد زندگی گم
ترحم کن خوش است آخر ترحم

به لب هستی زلال زندگانی
چه باشد قطره ای بر وی فشانی

به قد هستی نهال میوه آور
چه باشد گر خورد از میوه ات بر

رضا ده تا ز لعلت کام گیرد
بود سوز دلش آرام گیرد

قدم نه تا سراندازد به پایت
رطب چیند ز نخل دلربایت

چه کم گردد ز جاه چون تو شاهی
اگر گاهی کنی سویش نگاهی

هوس دارد که با چندان عزیزی
کند پیش کنیزانت کنیزی

چو یوسف این فسون از دایه بشنود
به پاسخ لعل گوهربار بگشود

به دایه گفت کای دانا به هر راز
مشو بهر فریب من فسون ساز

زلیخا را غلام زر خریدم
بسا از وی عنایت ها که دیدم

گل و آبم عمارت کرده اوست
دل و جانم وفا پرورده اوست

اگر عمری کنم نعمت شماری
نیارم کردن او را حق گزاری

سری بر خط فرمانش نهاده
به خدمتگاریم اینک ستاده

ولی گو بر من اندیشه مپسند
که پیچم سر ز فرمان خداوند

ز بدفرمای نفس معصیت زای
نهم در تنگنای معصیت پای

به فرزندی عزیزم نام برده ست
امین خانه خویشم شمرده ست

نیم جز مرغ آب و دانه او
خیانت چون کنم در خانه او

خدای پاک را در هر سرشتی
جداگانه بود کاری و کشتی

بود پاکیزه طینت پاک کردار
زنازاده نباشد جز زناکار

ز مردم سگ ز سگ مردم نزاید
ز گندم جو ز جو گندم نیاید

به سینه سر اسرائیل دارم
به دل دانایی از جبریل دارم

اگر هستم نبوت را سزاوار
بود ز اسحاقم استحقاق این کار

گلی ام رازها در وی نهفته
ز گلزار خلیل الله شگفته

معاذالله که کاری پیشه سازم
که دارد از ره این قوم بازم

زلیخا زین هوس گو دور می دار
دل خویش و مرا معذور می دار

که من دارم ز فضل ایزد پاک
امید عصمت از نفس هوسناک

English translation

Zulaykha, burdened by such prolonged sorrow, When she saw the nurse compassionately seeking a remedy,

Said, O you who have helped me a hundred times, And supported me in every undertaking,

Help me once again; Show your sympathy by tending to my sorrow.

Set forth from beside my head toward him; Become my tongue and speak to him for me:

O proud sapling, nurtured in grace, Whose face tenderness itself has fondly reared,

From the garden of beauty and the rose garden of grace No lofty cypress like your stature has ever grown.

From soul and heart they fashioned its earth and water, And planted within it a branch from the garden of the Lote Tree.

When that branch put forth the leaves of eminence, They boldly named it your straight and graceful cypress.

Ever since the bride of time began giving birth, She has seldom borne a child purer than you.

Through having you as his son, Adam's eyes are bright; Through your rosy face, the world has become a rose garden.

The perfection of your beauty lies beyond the bounds of humanity; Even a fairy has no share in beauty such as yours.

Were the fairy not overcome with shame, She would not remain hidden from you in a secluded corner.

Though the angel dwells in the highest heaven, Before your face he bows his head to the ground.

Since heaven has raised your station so high, Cast your shade upon the one afflicted by you.

Though Zulaykha is a beautiful heart-stealer, She has fallen afflicted into your snare.

Since childhood she has borne your brand upon her breast; Her sorrow from longing for you is ancient.

Three times she saw you in dreams within her own realm, And ever since has passed a lifetime in feverish turmoil.

At times she has been like water held in chains; At times like the wind at daybreak.

Now this passion has made her as thin as a hair; Within her heart she desires no one but you.

Do not let her squander the capital of life without attaining you; Have mercy upon her, for mercy is surely sweet.

Upon your lips is the limpid water of life; What would it cost to sprinkle one drop upon her?

In your stature you are a fruit-bearing sapling; What would it cost if she enjoyed one of your fruits?

Consent, so that she may gain her desire from your ruby lips, And the burning of her heart may find repose.

Step forward, so that she may cast her head at your feet And gather dates from the palm tree of your charm.

What could be diminished from the majesty of a king like you If now and then you turned a glance toward her?

She longs, despite all her dignity, To serve as a maid among your handmaidens.

When Joseph heard this enchantment from the nurse, He opened his jewel-scattering ruby lips in reply.

He said to the nurse, O you who know every secret, Do not weave spells in order to deceive me.

Zulaykha purchased me as a slave with gold; Many are the favors I have received from her.

It was she who built up my body of earth and water; It was she who nurtured my heart and soul in fidelity.

Were I to spend a lifetime counting her blessings, I could never fully repay what I owe her.

I have laid my head upon the line of her command And now stand ready to serve her.

But tell her not to entertain the thought That I would turn my head away from the Lord's command,

Or, at the bidding of the evil, sin-producing soul, Set foot within the confinement of transgression.

The Aziz has called me his son And has deemed me the trusted guardian of his house.

I am nothing but a bird sustained by his water and grain; How could I commit betrayal within his house?

For every nature, the pure God Has ordained a distinct occupation and cultivation.

One whose nature is pure acts purely; None but one born of adultery becomes an adulterer.

A human is not born of a dog, nor a dog of a human; Barley does not spring from wheat, nor wheat from barley.

Within my breast I bear the mystery of Israel; Within my heart I possess knowledge from Gabriel.

If I am worthy of prophethood, My descent from Isaac gives me the right to this calling.

I am a rose in which mysteries lie concealed, Blossomed from the rose garden of the Friend of God.

God forbid that I should adopt a deed That would bar me from the path of this people.

Tell Zulaykha to keep her heart Far from this desire, and to hold me excused,

For through the grace of the pure God, I cherish The hope of protection from the lustful soul.

Updated 2026-07-18

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