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بخش ۵۱ - خواندن زلیخا یوسف را علیه السلام به سوی آن خانه و مطالبه وصال نمودن / Section 51 - Zulaykha Summoning Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, to That House and Seeking Union with Him

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چو شد خانه تمام از سعی استاد
به تزیینش زلیخا دست بگشاد

زمین آراست از فرش حریرش
جمال افزود از زرین سریرش

قنادیل گهر پیوندش آویخت
ریاحین بهر عطرش در هم آمیخت

همه بایستنیها ساخت آنجا
بساط خرمی انداخت آنجا

در آن عشرتگه از هر چیز و هر کس
نمی بایستش الا یوسف و بس

بلی بی روی جانان گر بهشت است
به چشم عاشق مشتاق زشت است

بر آن شد تا که یوسف را بخواند
به صدر عزت و جاهش نشاند

به خلوت با جمالش عشق بازد
به میدان وصالش رخش تازد

ز لعل جانفزایش کام گیرد
به زلف سرکشش آرام گیرد

ولی اول جمال خود بیاراست
وز آن میل دل یوسف به خود خواست

به زیورها نبودش احتیاجی
ولی افزود ازان خود را رواجی

به خوبی گل به بستانها سمر شد
ولی از عقد شبنم خوبتر شد

ز غازه رنگ گل را تازگی داد
لطافت را نکو آوازگی داد

ز وسمه ابروان را کار پرداخت
هلال عید را قوس قزح ساخت

نغوله بست موی عنبرین را
گره در یکدگر زد مشک چین را

ز پشت آویخت مشکین گیسوان را
ز عنبر داد پشتی ارغوان را

مکحل ساخت چشم از سرمه ناز
سیهکاری به مردم کرد آغاز

نهاد از عنبر تر جا به جا خال
به جانان کرد عرض صورت حال

که رویت آتشی در من فکنده ست
بر آن آتش دل و جانم سپند است

به مه خطی کشید از نیل چون میل
که شد مصر جمال آباد ازان نیل

نبود آن خط نیلی بر رخ ماه
که میلی بود بهر چشم بدخواه

مگر مشاطه دید آن نرگس مست
فتاد آنجاش میل سرمه از دست

به دستان داد سیمین پنجه را رنگ
کزان دستان دلی آرد فرا چنگ

به کف نقشی زد او را خرده کاری
کزان نقشش به دست آید نگاری

به فندق گونه عناب تر داد
به جانان زاشک عنابی خبر داد

به صنعت ده هلال مه قفا را
ز جلباب شفق کرد آشکارا

که تا از طارم دولت هلالی
نشانش بخشد از عید وصالی

نمود از طرف عارض گوشواره
قران افکند مه را با ستاره

که تا آن دولت دنیا و دینش
به حکم آن قران گردد قرینش

چو غنچه با جمال تازه و تر
لباس تو به تو پوشیده در بر

مرتب ساخت بر تن پیرهن را
ز گل پر کرد دامان سمن را

شعار شاخ گل از یاسمین کرد
سمن در جیب و گل در آستین کرد

ندیدی دیده گر کردی تأمل
به جز آب تنک بر لاله و گل

عجب آبی در او از نقره خام
دو ماهی از دو ساعد کرده آرام

ز دستینه دو ساعد دیده رونق
ز زر کرده دو ماهی را مطوق

رخش می داد با ساعد گواهی
که حسنش گیرد از مه تا به ماهی

چو بر نازک تنش شد پیرهن راست
به زرکش دیبه چینش بیاراست

بت چین با هزاران نازنینی
به جولان آمد از دیبای چینی

نهاد از لعل سیراب و زر خشک
فروزان تاج را بر خرمن مشک

شد از گوهر مرصع جیب و دامان
به صحن خانه طاووس خرامان

خرامان می شد و آیینه در دست
خیال حسن خود با خود همی بست

چو عکس روی خود دید از مقابل
عیار نقد خود را یافت کامل

ز نقد خود درون گنج طرب کرد
به قصد آن خریداری طلب کرد

به جست و جوی یوسف کس فرستاد
پرستاران ز پیش و پس فرستاد

درآمد ناگهان از در چو ماهی
عطارد حشمتی خورشید جاهی

وجودی از خواص آب و گل دور
جبین و طلعتی نور علی نور

ازو یک لمعه و روشن جهانی
و زو یک حرف و هر سو داستانی

زلیخا را چو دیده بر وی افتاد
ز شوقش شعله گویی در نی افتاد

گرفتش دست کای پاکیزه سیرت
چراغ دیده اهل بصیرت

بنامیزد چه نیکو بنده ای تو
به هر احسانی و لطف ارزنده ای تو

به نیکو بندگی های تو نازم
به طوق منتت گردن فرازم

بیا تا حق شناست باشم امرو
زمانی در سپاست باشم امروز

کنم قانون احسان کنون ساز
که تا باشد جهان گویند ازان باز

به نیرنگ و فسون کز حد برون برد
به اول خانه زان هفتش درون برد

ز زرین در چو داد آندم گذارش
به قفل آهنین کرداستوارش

چو شد در بسته از لب مهر بگشاد
ز دل راز درون خود برون داد

نخستین گفت کای مقصود جانم
که جان را جز تو مقصودی ندانم

خیال خود به خواب من نمودی
به طفلی خواب از چشمم ربودی

ز سودای خودم دیوانه کردی
به غم های خودم همخانه کردی

نطر نگشاده در نظاره تو
بدین کشور شدم آواره تو

ندیده چاره آوارگی ها
کشیدم در غمت بیچارگی ها

کنون کز دیدن روی تو شادم
ز بی رویی تو بس نامرادم

ز بی رویی گذر رویی به من کن
ز روی مهر با من یک سخن کن

جوابش داد یوسف سرفکنده
که ای همچو منت صد شاه بنده

مرا از بند غم آزاد گردان
به آزادی دلم را شاد گردان

مرا خوش نیست کاینجا با تو باشم
پس این پرده تنها با تو باشم

تو کان آتشی من پنبه خشک
تو باد صرصری من نفحه مشک

کجا این پنبه با آتش برآید
چه سان این نفحه با صرصر گراید

زلیخا آن نفس جز باد نشمرد
سخن گویان به دیگر خانه اش برد

بر او قفل دگر محکم فرو بست
دل یوسف ازان اندوه بشکست

دگر باره زلیخا ناله برداشت
نقاب از راز چندین ساله برداشت

بگفت ای خوشتر از جان ناخوشی چند
به پایت می کشم سرسر کشی چند

تهی کردم خزاین در بهایت
متاع عقل و دین کردم فدایت

به آن نیت که درمانم تو باشی
رهین طوق فرمانم تو باشی

نه آن کز طاعت من روی تابی
به هر ره بر خلاف من شتابی

بگفتا در گنه فرمانبری نیست
به عصیان زیستن طاعتوری نیست

هر آن کاری که نپسندد خداوند
بود در کارگاه بندگی بند

بدان کارم شناسایی مبادا
بر آن دست توانایی مبادا

در آن خانه سخن کوتاه کردند
به دیگر خانه منزلگاه کردند

زلیخا بر درش قفلی دگر زد
دگر سان قصه اش از سینه سر زد

بدین دستور ز افسون و فسانه
همی بردش درون خانه به خانه

به هر جا قصه ای دیگر همی خواند
به هر جا نکته ای دیگر همی راند

به شش خانه نشد کامش میسر
نیامد مهره اش بیرون ز ششدر

به هفتم خانه کرد او را قدم چست
گشاد کار خویش از هفتمین جست

بلی نبود درین ره ناامیدی
سیاهی را بود رو در سپیدی

ز صد در گر امیدت بر نیاید
به نومیدی جگر خوردن نشاید

دری دیگر بباید زد که ناگاه
ازان در سوی مقصود آوری راه

English translation

When through the master's labor the house was complete, Zulaykha set her hand to adorning it.

She decked the floor with silken carpets And enhanced its splendor with a golden throne.

She hung lamps strung with jewels And mingled fragrant herbs to perfume it.

She prepared there everything that was needed And spread out the furnishings of delight.

In that pleasure house, of all things and all people, She wanted none but Joseph, and him alone.

Indeed, without the beloved's face, even paradise Appears ugly to the yearning lover's eyes.

She resolved to summon Joseph And seat him in the place of honor and dignity,

To play the game of love with his beauty in private And gallop her steed across the field of union,

To fulfill her desire upon his life-giving ruby lips And find repose in his unruly curls.

But first she adorned her own beauty, Hoping thereby to incline Joseph's heart toward herself.

She had no need of ornaments, Yet through them she increased her allure.

The rose, through its beauty, became renowned in gardens, Yet it grew lovelier with a necklace of dew.

With rouge she gave freshness to the rose's color And bestowed fair fame upon delicacy.

With indigo she finished the work of her eyebrows, Turning the crescent of the feast into a rainbow's arc.

She bound her amber-scented hair in ringlets, Knotting together the musk of China.

She let her musk-dark tresses fall down her back, Giving the violet a backing of ambergris.

She darkened her eyes with the kohl of coquetry And began working mischief among mankind.

Here and there she placed beauty marks of fresh ambergris, And through them presented her condition to her beloved:

Your face has kindled a fire within me; Upon that fire my heart and soul are rue-seeds.

With a reed like a kohl stick, she drew a blue line upon the moon, So that the Egypt of beauty flourished through that Nile.

That indigo line upon the moonlike face Was but a charm directed at the eye of every ill-wisher.

Perhaps the beautician saw that intoxicated narcissus eye And there let the kohl stick fall from her hand.

She colored her silver fingers with henna, That with those hands she might seize a heart.

With delicate artistry she traced a design upon her palm, That by its pattern she might win her desired beauty.

She gave fresh jujube color to her hazelnut-like fingertips, Telling her beloved of her jujube-colored tears.

With art she revealed the ten backward-facing moon crescents, Drawing away from them the twilight-colored veil,

So that a crescent from the pavilion of fortune Might give her the sign of a festival of union.

She displayed earrings beside her cheeks, Bringing the moon into conjunction with the stars,

So that her fortune in this world and in religion Might, by that conjunction's decree, become joined with him.

Like a bud, fresh and blooming in beauty, She wrapped herself in layer upon layer of clothing.

She arranged the shift upon her body, Filling jasmine's skirt with roses.

She clothed the rose branch in jasmine, Putting jasmine at the breast and roses in the sleeves.

Had the eye looked carefully, it would have seen Nothing but a thin film of water over tulips and roses.

What wondrous water it was, with raw silver within it, Where two fish, her two forearms, rested.

Bracelets lent splendor to her two forearms, Encircling the two fish with collars of gold.

Her face bore witness together with her arms That her beauty reached from the moon down to the fish beneath the earth.

When the shift sat properly upon her delicate body, She adorned it with gold-brocaded Chinese silk.

An idol of China, endowed with a thousand charms, Came forth proudly in Chinese brocade.

Upon the harvest of musk she placed a radiant crown Of lustrous ruby and solid gold.

Her collar and skirt became studded with jewels, And she strode through the courtyard like a peacock.

She walked with graceful pride, a mirror in her hand, Forming within herself an image of her own beauty.

When she saw the reflection of her face before her, She found the assay of her coin perfect.

She placed her coin within the treasury of joy And sought a buyer with the intention of selling it.

She sent someone in search of Joseph And dispatched attendants before and behind.

Suddenly he entered through the door like the moon, With Mercury's majesty and the sun's exalted station:

A being remote from the ordinary qualities of water and clay, With brow and countenance that were light upon light.

One gleam from him, and a world became radiant; One word of him, and stories spread on every side.

When Zulaykha's eyes fell upon him, It was as though longing's flame had caught in a reed.

She took his hand and said, O pure-natured one, Lamp of the eyes of those endowed with insight,

Bless you, what an excellent servant you are, Worthy of every kindness and favor.

I take pride in your excellent service And raise my neck beneath the collar of gratitude owed to you.

Come, let me acknowledge your due today; Let me spend a while today in thanking you.

I shall now establish a custom of beneficence So that, while the world remains, people will recount it.

With guile and enchantment surpassing all bounds, She led him into the first of those seven chambers.

As soon as he passed through its golden door, She secured it with an iron lock.

When the door was closed, she removed the seal from her lips And brought the secret within her heart into the open.

First she said, O object of my soul's desire, For whom I know no purpose for my soul but you,

You showed me your image in my dream And in childhood robbed sleep from my eyes.

You drove me mad with desire for you And made me a housemate of your sorrows.

Before my eyes had opened to behold you, I became a wanderer for your sake in this land.

Finding no remedy for my wandering, I endured helplessness in grief for you.

Now that I rejoice at seeing your face, I remain deeply frustrated by your disregard.

Pass beyond this disregard and turn your face toward me; Out of affection, speak one word to me.

Joseph answered her with lowered head: O you before whom a hundred kings like me are servants,

Release me from the bonds of sorrow; Gladden my heart by setting me free.

I do not like being here with you, Alone with you behind this curtain.

You are a mine of fire, and I am dry cotton; You are a raging gale, and I a breath of musk.

How can this cotton withstand the fire? How can this fragrance approach the gale?

At that moment Zulaykha counted his words as mere wind And, still speaking, led him into another chamber.

She fastened another lock firmly upon it, And Joseph's heart broke from that distress.

Once again Zulaykha began to lament And unveiled the secret of so many years.

She said, O you sweeter than life, how long this displeasure? How long must I lay my headstrong head at your feet?

I emptied my treasuries to pay your price; I sacrificed the wares of reason and religion for you,

With the intention that you should be my remedy And remain pledged beneath the collar of my command,

Not that you should turn your face from obeying me And hasten against me along every path.

He said, There is no obedience in sin; To live in rebellion is not dutiful service.

Every deed that God does not approve Is an impediment in the workshop of servitude.

May I never be known for such a deed; May my hand never possess the power to perform it.

They brought their speech to an end in that chamber And made another chamber their stopping place.

Zulaykha placed yet another lock upon its door And drew her story from her breast in another fashion.

In this manner, with spells and tales, She kept leading him inward from chamber to chamber.

In every place she recited another story; In every place she advanced another subtle argument.

In six chambers her desire was not attained; Her playing piece did not escape from the six-door predicament.

In the seventh chamber she made him step swiftly, Seeking release for her affair from the seventh.

Indeed, there must be no despair along this road; Blackness may turn its face toward whiteness.

If from a hundred doors your hope is not fulfilled, You must not consume your heart in despair.

You must knock upon another door, for suddenly Through that door you may find a path toward your goal.

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