غزل شمارهٔ 257

(O true Beloved !) display Thy face ; and to me speak, saying : " From life thy heart up take :" Say : "Before the candle, with soul, the fire of the moth kindle."

At our thirsty lip, look ; and (from it), water withhold not : To the head of thy slain one (thy lover), come ; and him, fronVthis dust (of contempt) up take.

The darvish, abandon not, if his be not silver and gold : In grief for thee, this (crystal) tear, silver reckon ; and his (ruddy) face, (red) gold take.

Twang the harp ; and (with it), be content. If aloe-wood (fuel) be not, what fear? My love, the fire ; my heart, the aloe-wood (fuel) ; and my body, the censer, take.

Into sama', come ; off from thy head, cast the khirka; and dance : If not, into the corner (of solitude), go ; and on thy head, our khirka of (hypocrisy) take.

Off from thy head, draw the wool (-garment of beggary) ; and the wine of purity, drink : Silver, play (spend money) ; and, with gold, into thy embrace one of silver bosom (a beloved one) take.

Say, the Friend (God) is (my) friend, (then) be both worlds (my) enemy ! (Then) say, fortune becometh recreant ; and (all the men of) the surface of the land, army taker.

O Friend (the true Beloved) ! for going away, make no desire : with us, a moment be : On the rivulet's bank (formed of my tears) joy, seek ; and, in thy hand, the cup take.

Gone from my bosom, this fire (of love) and water (of tears) of my heart and eye, take : My hue, yellow (with grief) ; my lip, dry (with thirst) ; my bosom wet (with tears) take.

Hafiz ! the banquet, adorned make : and to the admonisher, speak, Saying:" My assembly behold ; and, the (path of) abandoning the pulpit take."