غزل شمارهٔ 489

O them, in whose face (are) revealed the splendours of sovereignty; And, in whose thought, (are) concealed divine philosophies !

In the country of faith, thy reed it, may God bless ! A hundred fountains of the (limpid) water of life from a small ink-drop opened.

On Ahriman, shine not the splendours of the ism-i-a'zam, Thine, is the country and the seal-ring. What thou wishest, order.

Doubt in Sulaiman's pomp, whoever displayeth, On his wisdom and knowledge, (even) the bird and the fish will (in mockery) laugh.

Though, sometimes, on his head, the cap of sovereignty, the hawk putteth, The usage of sovereignty, the birds of (the mountain of) Kaf (well) know.

That sword, to which, out of its own bounty, the sky giveth lustre, Alone, without the aid of an army, will sever the world.

In respect of the friend and of the enemy, pleasantly writeth (in the magic figure) thy reed " The amulet, life-increasing (for the friend) ; sorcery, life-decreasing (for the enemy)."

O them, whose elements (are) created of the alchemy of honour ; And thou, whose fortune (is) safe from the disaster of ruin !

Saki (Murshid) ! from the fountain of the tavern (of ma'rifat), a little water bring, So that, from the wonder of the monastery (pride of our own devotion), the khirkas, we may wash (and, in supplication and in submission to God, engage).

O King ! tis a life (-time) since void of wine was my cup : Behold (thereof) from the slave, a claim; and, from the muhtasib, testimony?

If, on quarry and mine, a flash of thy sword fall, To the ruby, red of face, it giveth the hue of withered (yellow) grass.

The weakness of the night-sitters, I know, thy heart will pity ; If, of the breeze of the morning-time, my state thou ask.

When, on the sin of pure Adam, lightning flashed, Us, the claim to sinlessness how adorneth (befitteth) ?

Hafiz! since, sometimes, thy name the King taketh (mentioneth), To him, grief on account of fortune display not ; in pardon-seeking, come back.