غزل شمارهٔ 185

Of coins, is it that they examination take So that, after their own work, all the cloister-holders take?

In my sight, the counsel is that all work, friends Should let go; and, the curl of the tress of a friend take.

The tip of the Saki’s tress, happily the companions take: If the sky permit them, a little rest they take.

To lovely ones, boast not of the strength of thy arm of chastity: For, among this tribe, with a single mounted one, a fortress, they take.

O Lord! How bold for blood are these young bold ones; For, momently, with the arrow of the eye-lash, a great prey, they take.

To sweet song, and to the reed’s voice sweet is the dance: Especially, that dance wherein, an idol’s hand, they take.

Hafez! No grief for the wretched have the sons of Time: A path aside from the midst of them, if possible best that they take.