غزل شمارهٔ 174

O heart! glad tidings that the morning breeze hath come back, From the quarters of Saba the lap-wing of good news hath come back.

O bird of the morning! Prolong the melody of Dawood: For from the quarter of the air, the Soleiman of the rose hath come back.

Where an Aref who understandeth the lily’s tongue? That he may inquire: Why she went; and why she hath come back.

Fortune, God-given, showed me manliness and kindness. In that for God’s sake, the idol of stone heart hath come back.

From morn’s breath, the tulip hath perceived the perfume of sweet wine: Was the heart’s stain; in hope of remedy she hath come back.

In rear of that Kafila, my eye drew much water: Since to my heart’s ear, the sound of the bell hath come back.

Although Hafez beat the door of offence and broke his covenant, Behold His grace that, in peace, from our door, He hath come back.