The Dabistán, or School of manners, Volume 3 (of 3): translated from the original Persian, with notes and illustrations
Religion
The Dabistán, or School of manners, Volume 3 (of 3): translated from the original Persian, with notes and illustrations
Iran -- Religion; Religions
A disciple demanded some employment from Sabjání. The master asked
him: “Hast thou devoted thyself to piety?” The answer was: “I have.”
Then Sabjání said: “If thou art a Muselman, go to the Franks, and stay
with that people; if thou art a Nazarean, join the Jews; if a Sonni,
betake thyself to Irak, and hear the speeches and reproaches of those
men; if thou professest to be a Shíah, mix with the schismatics, and
lend thy ear to their words; in this manner, whatever be thy religion,
associate with men of an opposite persuasion; if, in hearing their
discourses thou feelest but little disturbed, thy mind keeps the tenor
of piety; but if thou art not in the least moved and mixest with them
like milk and sugar, then certainly thou hast attained the highest
degree of perfect peace, and art a master of the divine creation.”
Yusef was a man belonging to the tribe of Durds,[266] and in his youth
a hermit; at last, by his efforts, he found access to the intellectual
world, and by the grace of God he carried it so far, that he was
ranged among the disciples called Sanyásis, on account of their piety
and knowledge, and among the learned followers of the celebrated
master, who dwelt in Bárahmúlah, a village in Kachmir. It so happened
that, when he devoted himself to his service, he found what he was in
search of. Shaikh At´ar says:
“An unbeliever becomes a relation by love;
A lover acquires the high sense of a durvish.”
Having known many countries and persons, he became impressed with the
marks of revelations. So it happened that the author of this book
heard from him what follows: “One night I saw in a dream that the
world was deluged by water; there remained no trace of a living being,
and I was myself immersed in the water. In the midst of this state I
saw a kingly rider come, sitting upon his horse upon the surface of
the water. When he came near me, he said to me: ‘Come with me that I
may save thee.’ I replied: ‘Who art thou?’ He answered: ‘I am the
self-existing being, and creator of all things.’ Then I began to
follow him rapidly, and run along the surface of the water, until I
arrived in a garden. There I put my foot on the ground, and, directing
my sight to the right, I beheld a delightful spot, full of all sorts
of odoriferous herbs and elevated palaces, huris (beautiful virgins),
kaśurs (bridal chambers), and youths and boys, and all the gifts of
heaven, as well as the blessed, occupied with enjoyments. Besides, at
the left, I saw pits, black, narrow, and tenebrious; and therein, like
bats, suspended a crowd of miserable beings whose hands and feet were
tied to the neck. The horseman, after having invited me to a
pleasure-walk in the garden, wanted to conduct me out of the
delightful place, but I had resolved in myself that, like Idris, I
would not go out of it. Then I stuck close to the door, and took fast
hold of the post. When I awoke from sleep, I found my lips held fast
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