Sheikh San’an
Attarعطار
شیخ سمعان پیرعهد خویش بود
Sheikh San’an was the master of his age;
در کمال از هرچ گویم بیش بود
in perfection he was more than anything I could say.
شیخ بود او در حرم پنجاه سال
For fifty years he was a sheikh in the sanctuary,
با مرید چارصد صاحب کمال
with four hundred disciples of high attainment.
هر مریدی کان او بود ای عجب
Every disciple of his, wonder of wonders,
می‌نیاسود از ریاضت روز و شب
never rested from discipline by day or night.
هم عمل هم علم با هم یار داشت
He held action and knowledge together;
هم عیان کشف هم اسرار داشت
he possessed both open vision and the secrets.
A note for readers
The opening of the longest tale in The Conference of the Birds, told by the hoopoe: the revered Sheikh San’an falls in love with a young Christian woman in Rum, gives up his faith and herds her swine, and is rescued at last through the prayers of a disciple. The corpus spells his name Sam’an; San’an is the more familiar form.
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یک عمر می‌توان سخن از زلف یار گفت
در بند آن مباش که مضمون نمانده است
One could speak for a lifetime of the beloved’s tresses;
do not fret that there are no themes left.
A Lifetime on the Beloved’s Tresses
بلبلی برگ گلی خوش رنگ در منقار داشت
و اندر آن برگ و نوا خوش ناله‌های زار داشت
A nightingale held in its beak a rose petal of lovely colour,
and with that petal and its song it made sweet, piteous laments.
A nightingale held a rose petal
ستاره ای بدرخشید و ماه مجلس شد
دل رمیده ما را رفیق و مونس شد
A star shone out and became the moon of the gathering,
became friend and companion to our startled heart.