غزل شمارهٔ 417

From the heart-desiring ruby (lip of the true Beloved) ever is my ease ; (And) my work to desire, al hamdu-1-illah !

O obstinate fortune ! Him, to thy bosom, tightly draw ; Drink, sometimes, the cup of gold ; sometimes, the heart-desiring ruby (lip).

Us, in intoxication, tales told, The ignorant Pirs and road-lost Shaikhs.

Of the zahid's word, we repented ; And of the 'abid's deed, we seek the pardon of God.

O soul ! the explanation of separation, how shall I utter? (Together are : ) An eye and a hundred humidities (tears); a (stricken) soul and a hundred sighs.

Let not the Kafir see (experience) this grief that hath seen (experienced), The cypress from thy (lofty) stature ; and the moon from thy (luminous) cheek.

From Hafiz's memory, the desire of Thy face took (made forgotten) The prayer of the night-time ; and the lesson of the morning-time.