Poem Number 127
The luminosity of Thy face , t...
The ghazal
The luminosity of Thy face , the resplendent moon hath not :
In comparison with Thee , the glory of common grass , the splendid rose hath not . *** The corner of Thy eye - brow is my soul's dwelling
More happy than this corner , the king hath not . *** With Thy mirror - like face , my heart's smoke let us see , what it will do
Thou knowest - the mirror that power of resisting the blight of the sigh , it hath not . *** Not I alone , drew the length of Thy tress
Who is there , who , the stain of this black tress , hath not . *** O beloved I have seen that eye of black heart that Thou hast ,
A glance towards any friend , it hath not . *** O disciple of the tavern give me the heavy ritl
The joy of a shaikh , that the cloister hath not . *** Devour thy blood and sit silent . For that tender heart of my beloved
The power of remedying the complaint of the justice - seeker , hath not . *** Behold the boldness of the narcissus , that blossometh before thee
Manners , one rent of eye shameless hath not . *** Say Go and wash thy sleeve in liver - blood
Whoever , a path , in this threshold of the tavern hath not . *** O Beloved preserve the quarter of hearts of lovers for they are Thy army The Sultan
Taketh not territory , if army , he hath not . *** O king of lovely ones glance at lovers
This army of lovers a king like Thee hath not . *** If Hafiz worshipped Thee , censure not : idol
The infidel to love , crime hath not . ***
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