غزل شمارهٔ 206

(O true Beloved !) before this, more than this, thine, thought of (thy) lover was : Thy (great) love-display to us, the talk of climes was.

Be recollection of that society of nights, when with sweet lips, Argument of love's mystery and mention of the lover's circle, was.

Before they pluck up this fresh roof and azure arch (the sky) The place of sight for my eye, the arch of the true Beloved's eye-brow was.

From the dawn of the morn of eternity without beginning to the end of the evening of eternity without end, In respect to one covenant and to one agreement, friendship with love was.

If the (true) Beloved's shade fell on the lover, what matter ! In need of Him, we are ; desirous of us, He was.

Although the beauty of those moon of face of the assembly taketh heart and religion, (Not on outward beauty, but) with the grace of temperament and with the beauty of disposition (of lovers), our love was.

At the King's door, a beggar made this subtlety in regard to work, He said : " At every tray, whereat I sate, God, the Provider, was."

If the cord of the rosary snapped, hold me excused : On the arm of the Saki of silver leg, my arm was.

On the " night of power," if I have drunk a morning draught, censure me not. Merry of head, came the Beloved ; and a cup on the edge of the arch was.

In Adam's time, in the garden of Paradise, Hafiz's poetry The adornment of the leaves of the book of the wild (white) rose and of the red rose was.