غزل شمارهٔ 350

In the morning, with the desire of repentance (to my heart), I said : " I seek the counsel of God," Spring, repentance-shatterer, arriveth : what remedy may I make ?

True speech, I utter: I cannot see (that this state is very difficult); For the companions drink wine ; and looking on I make.

To the memory of the King's assembly, like the rose-bud with laughing lip, The cup, I take : and, through desire, my raiment, rent I make.

By the cup's circulation, remedy ye my brain : If, from the midst of the banquet of joy, retirement I make.

Through the Friend's face, blossomed my purpose like the rose : To the hard stone, consignment of the enemy's head (that separation recur not) I make.

The tavern-beggar am I ; but (at) the time of intoxication, behold : Against the (lofty) sky, loftiness; and against the (ordering) star, order, I make ?

Not mine, is the way and usage of morsel-abstaining. For, The reprobation of the profligate, the wine-drinker, why do . I make ?

On the throne of the rose, I place a (beauteous) idol like a Sultan : With the hyacinth, and the lily, the glory of collar and of bracelet I make.

Through wine-drinking, distressed became Hafiz; With the sound of the harp and with wine, his mystery (of distress), evident I make.