The collection of beauteousnes...

The collection of beauteousness and of gracefulness is his cheek resplendent like the moon .

But , love is not his , nor constancy . O God love and constancy give him . *** My heart - ravisher is the beloved and is a child in sport , one day ,

He will cruelly slay me and , in the shara' , no sin is his . *** Verily , best that from him , I guard well my heart

For , bad and good , he hath not seen and , of them , no knowledge hath what he wisheth , he doeth *** Active and sweet , fourteen years of age , an idol , I have

Whose slave with soul is the resplendent full moon of fourteen days . *** From his lip like sugar , cometh a perfume of milk betokening early childhood

Though from the glance of his black eye trickleth blood betokening , the slayer *** O Lord in pursuit of that rose , newly sprung , our heart

Went where For , in this place some time , it , we have not seen . *** If my beloved , the heart - possessor , in this way shattereth my heart army

Quickly , for his own life - guarding , him , the king will take . *** Thankfully , I sacrifice my life if that peerless pearl ,

Its place of rest become the shell the socket of the eye of Hafiz . ***