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O happy that heart that, ever, after the illusory goeth not, To every door whereto they call him not, without notice (invitation) he goeth not.
Best for me, not to set desire upon that sweet lip, But after sugar,' what kind of fly goeth not ?
The blackness of grief's eye, I have experienced. Wash it not with tears : For, from my sight, the picture of Thy mole ever goeth not.
Like the wind, withhold not from me Thy perfume ; For, to my head, without the desire of Thy tress, it (the perfume) goeth not.
O heart ! like this, be not a babbler, and one of every place (a wanderer) ; For, from before thee, by this (sort of) skill, any work goeth not.
On the sin of me intoxicated, put the skirt of (Thy) pardon ; For to this (great) degree (of sin), the grace of the shari'at goeth not.
I the beggar, desire one of cypress-stature, Within whose girdle, save for silver and gold, the hand goeth not.
Thou, who, from the glory of disposition, art of another world, Perchance, from Thy heart, fidelity to the covenant with me, goeth not.
More black of book (sinful) than myself, none I see : To the head, like the reed, the smoke (sigh) of my heart, how (is it that) it goeth not ?
By the lapwing's crown, (I conjure thee) take me not from the path. For the (mighty) white falcon, On account of pride, in pursuit of every little prey, goeth not.
Bring wine : and to Hafiz's hand first give : On the condition that, forth from the assembly, the matter (of wine-drinking) goeth not.
Zameen
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