غزل شمارهٔ 247

O breeze (murshid) ! thy passing by the dwelling of the (true) Beloved, keep not back : For the wretched lover (Hafiz), news of Him (the true Beloved) keep not back.

O rose ! in thanks that, to thy heart's desire, thou blossomedest, From the bird of the morning (the bulbul), the breeze of union keep not back.

When thou wast the new moon (in the beginning of youthful beauty), I was thy companion : Now, that (in beauty) thou art the full moon, (from the state of me foolish) the glance (of mercy) keep not back,

Mean (small) and contracted is the world ; and all that in it is : (O true Beloved !), from the people of divine knowledge, this contracted portion keep not back.

Now, that the fountain of sugar (the water of life) is Thy sweet ruby (lip), Utter speech ; and from the parrot (Hafiz), sugar (the true Beloved) keep not back.

To the (far) horizon, taketh the poet thy deeds noble and generous : From him, allowance and provision for the journey keep not back.

(O praised One !) since thou desirest good mention (of thy self), this the matter: In respect of the price of speech (good mention), silver and gold keep not back.

Hafiz ! grief's dust departeth ; better cometh thy state : From this thoroughfare, the water of thy eye (tears) keep not back.