علم بودش چون نبودش عشق دین ** او ندید از آدم الا نقش طین 260
He (Iblís) had knowledge, (but) since he had not religious love, he beheld in Adam nothing but a figure of clay.
گرچه دانی دقت علم ای امین ** زانت نگشاید دو دیده‌ی غیب‌بین
Though you may know (all) the minutiae of knowledge, O trustworthy (scholar), not by that (means) will your two (inward) eyes that discern the invisible be opened.
او نبیند غیر دستاری و ریش ** از معرف پرسد از بیش و کمیش
He (the scholar) sees nothing but a turban and beard: he asks the announcer (for information) about his (the stranger's) merits and demerits.
عارفا تو از معرف فارغی ** خود همی‌بینی که نور بازغی
(But) you, O knower (of God), have no need of the announcer: you see for yourself, for you are the rising light.
کار تقوی دارد و دین و صلاح ** که ازو باشد بدو عالم فلاح
The (only) thing that matters is fear of God and religion and piety, of which the result is happiness in both worlds.
کرد یک داماد صالح اختیار ** که بد او فخر همه خیل و تبار 265
He (the Khwája) chose a pious son-in-law who was the pride of the whole clan and stock.
پس زنان گفتند او را مال نیست ** مهتری و حسن و استقلال نیست
Then the women said, “He has no riches, he has neither nobility nor beauty nor independence.”
گفت آنها تابع زهدند و دین ** بی‌زر او گنجیست بر روی زمین
He replied, “Those things are secondary to asceticism and religion: he (the pious man), (though) without gold, is a treasure on the face of the earth.”
چون به جد تزویج دختر گشت فاش ** دست پیمان و نشانی و قماش
When it became known that the girl was going to be married in earnest, (as was proved by) the hand-promise, the tokens, and the wedding-outfit,
پس غلام خرد که اندر خانه بود ** گشت بیمار و ضعیف و زار زود
The little slave, who was in the house, immediately became ill and weak and poorly.
هم‌چو بیمار دقی او می‌گداخت ** علت او را طبیبی کم شناخت 270
He was wasting away like one suffering from phthisis: no physician could recognise his ailment.
عقل می‌گفتی که رنجش از دلست ** داروی تن در غم دل باطلست
Reason declared that the malady had its source in his heart (and that) medicine for the body is useless for heart-ache.
آن غلامک دم نزد از حال خویش ** کز چه می‌آید برو در سینه نیش
The little slave breathed no word of his (real) state and did not tell what was the cause of the pangs in his breast.
گفت خاتون را شبی شوهر که تو ** باز پرسش در خلا از حال او
One night the husband said to his wife, “Ask him privately what is the matter with him.
تو به جای مادری او را بود ** که غم خود پیش تو پیدا کند
You are in the place of a mother to him: maybe he will disclose his trouble to you.”
چونک خاتون در گوش این کلام ** روز دیگر رفت نزدیک غلام 275
When the mistress heard these words, next day she went to the slave.
پس سرش را شانه می‌کرد آن ستی ** با دو صد مهر و دلال و آشتی
Then the dame combed his head very fondly with many endearments and signs of friendliness.
آنچنان که مادران مهربان ** نرم کردش تا در آمد در بیان
In the fashion of fond mothers she soothed him until he began to explain,
که مرا اومید از تو این نبود ** که دهی دختر به بیگانه‌ی عنود
Saying, “I did not expect this from you—that you would give your daughter to a cross-grained stranger.
خواجه‌زاده‌ی ما و ما خسته‌جگر ** حیف نبود که رود جای دگر
She is my master's child, and I am heart-sick: is it not a shame that she should go elsewhere (as a bride)?”
خواست آن خاتون ز خشمی که آمدش ** که زند وز بام زیر اندازدش 280
The mistress, (impelled) by the anger that rose in her, was about to strike him and hurl him down from the roof,
کو که باشد هندوی مادرغری ** که طمع دارد به خواجه دختری
Saying (to herself), “Who is he, a whoreson Hindú, that he should desire a Khwája's daughter?”
گفت صبر اولی بود خود را گرفت ** گفت با خواجه که بشنو این شگفت
(But) she said, “Patience is best,” and restrained herself; (afterwards) she said to the Khwája, “Listen to this wonderful thing!
این چنین گراء کی خاین بود ** ما گمان برده که هست او معتمد
Such a wretched slave a traitor! (And) we thought he could be trusted!”
صبر فرمودن خواجه مادر دختر را کی غلام را زجر مکن من او را بی‌زجر ازین طمع باز آرم کی نه سیخ سوزد نه کباب خام ماند
How the Khwája bade the girl's mother be patient, saying, “Don't scold the slave: without scolding him I will make him abandon this desire in such a way that neither will the spit be burnt nor the meat be left uncooked.
گفت خواجه صبر کن با او بگو ** که ازو ببریم و بدهیمش به تو
“Have patience,” said the Khwája: “tell him, ‘We will break off (the match) with him (the prospective bridegroom) and give her to you,’