A Tale

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A Tale

An old dervish in the land of Kish said something wise to his ugly wife: Since the hand of fate made your face plain, don't smear rouge on an ugly face. Who ever won good fortune by force? Can kohl make a blind eye see? Good deeds don't come from those of rotten stock; you can't teach dogs to sew. All the philosophers of Greece and Rome could never make honey out of a bitter thorn tree. A wild beast can't become a decent person; try to train it and your effort is wasted. You can wipe the rust from a mirror, but you can't make a mirror out of stone. No effort makes a rose bloom on a willow branch, and no bath turns a dark-skinned man white. Since the arrow of fate cannot be turned back, the servant has no shield but acceptance.
Explanation: Zaqqum is a bitter, poisonous tree named in the Quran; here it stands for something inherently bad that no skill can sweeten. The mirror of the age was polished metal, hence the images of rust and stone.

Original · Persian

بخش ۹ - حکایت

یکی پیرِ درویش در خاک کیش چه خوش گفت با همسر زشت خویش
چو دست قضا زشت‌رویت سرشت میندای گلگونه بر روی زشت‌
که حاصل کند نیکبختی به زور؟ به سرمه که بینا کند چشم کور؟
نیاید نکوکاری از بد رگان محال است دوزندگی از سگان
همه فیلسوفان یونان و روم ندانند کرد انگبین از زقوم
ز وحشی نیاید که مردم شود به سعی اندر او تربیت گم شود
توان پاک‌‎کردن ز زنگ آینه ولیکن نیاید ز سنگ آینه
به کوشش نروید گل از شاخ بید نه زنگی به گرمابه گردد سپید
چو رد می‌نگردد خدنگ قضا سپر نیست مر بنده را جز رضا