غزل شمارهٔ 263

(O true Beloved !) come ; and, upon the river of wine, our boat-shaped wine-cup cast : Into the soul of the shaikh (the old) and of the youth, shouting and howling, (in envy thereof) cast.

Saki ! into my boat, cast wine : For, they have said : " Goodness, do ; and upon the water, cast."

In mistake, from the street of the wine-house (the stage of love and of divine knowledge), I wandered: In kindness, in the path of rectitude (to the wine-house) me, again cast.

Of that wine, rose of hue, musk of smell, a cup bring : Into the heart of the rose, sparks of jealousy and of envy cast.

Intoxicated and ruined, though I am, me a little kindness do : On this heart, perplexed and ruined, Thy glance (of mercy) cast.

If at midnight, the sun be necessary for thee, From off the face of the vine's daughter, rose of face, the veil, cast.

Permit not that, on the day of death, they consign me to the dust (of the grave) : Me, to the wine-house take ; into the jar of wine, cast.

Hafiz! when from the sphere's violence, thy heart reacheth to the soul, At the Dev of calamities, the arrow-point of a falling star cast.