If fortune give aid , to my ha...

If fortune give aid , to my hand I will bring His skirt

If the skirt I draw O great the joy If , me , He slay great the honour *** How more derived this heart full of hope the advantage of mercy

Though to every quarter , the talk of the day kept taking my tale . *** Awhile , the love of idols , stone of heart , I cherish

No recollection of the father make these unfavoured sons . *** Mine became no opening from the curve of Thy eye - bro

Alas in this crooked fancy , became the destruction of dear life . *** Leader of me , miserable , when becometh the Friend's eye - brow

From this bow , none hath struck the arrow of desire on the target . *** In the fancy of being a zahid , corner - sitting I became and strange it is that ,

From every side , me , with the sound of the harp and the drum , the young magian proclaimeth . *** Void of knowledge are the zahids the charm , utter and speak not

Intoxicated is the muhtasib ; the cup , drink ; and fear not . *** Behold the city - Sufi , how a doubtful morsel , he eateth

Long be his crupper , this animal of good fodder *** Hafiz if , in the path of love's household , thou plant thy foot

The guide of thy path shall be the blessing of the watchman of Najaf Ali ***