غزل شمارهٔ 168

That my heart’s work should be ended, my soul melted; and it became not: In this immature wish, I consumed; and it became not.

With reproach, the Chief of thy Assembly said to me: “One night, I go:” According to his wish, I became the least of His slaves; and it became not.

He gave the message saying: “I will sit with profligates” Reputation for profligacy and dreg-drinking became mine; and it became not.

In that desire that, in intoxication, I may kiss that ruby lip, What blood it was that, into my heart like a cup, fell; and it became not.

In Love’s street, plant not thy foot without the road-guide; For, I, of myself, made a hundred efforts; and it became not.

In search of the treasure-mandate of my purpose, justice! For, I became one altogether ruined in the world; and it became not.

In search of the cash of the presence, To the generous, much in beggary I wandered; and it became not..

Out of thought’s desire, Hafez evoked a thousand desires, In the desire that that companion may become obedient to him; and it became not.