Poem Number 125
That one is not the beloved , ...
The ghazal
That one is not the beloved , who hath only a hair and a waist
Be the slave of the form of that one Muhammad who , ravishingness to the highest degree , hath . *** Although the way of the Hur and of the Pari is pleasant , yet
That is loveliness and gracefulness that a certain one my beloved hath . *** O laughing rose the beloved discover the fountain of my eye ,
That , in hope of thee , a torrent of sweet water hath . *** In the craft of arrow - casting archery the curve of thy eye - brow is so impetuous that
It taketh a bow from every one who , a bow hath . *** Heart - sitting quieting became my speech since thou acceptedest it
Yes , yes an impression , love's speech hath . *** In love's path , none with certainty became the confidant of the mystery
According to his understanding , every one an idea hath . *** With the tavern - haunters , boast not of generosity
Every word , a time every subtlety , a place hath . *** The wise bird the lover , sincere in love's claim goeth not , song - singing , in its sward of beauty
Every spring beloved in whose rear , an autumn of effacement hath . *** From thee , who taketh the ball of beauty , when even the refulgent sun here
Is'not a horseman , that in his hand , a rein of choice hath *** To the claimant , say To Hafiz , boast not thy jest and subtlety
A tongue and an explanation our reed also hath . ***
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