Tis a life - time since , in s...

Tis a life - time since , in search of good fame everyday , a pace I cast :

Every moment , the hand of entreaty on good fame I cast . *** Without my moon the Beloved love - kindling , let me see how my day I pass :

On a path , a net I lay a fowl in the snare , I cast . *** Since it may be that , of that shade of the straight cypress the Beloved news I may gain ,

From every side , love's clamour in respect of a pleasant strutter possessed of beauty I cast . *** I know grief to an end , it bringeth colour to wine , it bringeth ,

This sigh , blood - shedding , that every morning and evening , I cast . *** Aurang the lover where Gulchihra the beloved where The picture of fidelity and of love , where

Now , in being a lover , complete justice I cast . *** Although I know that that heart's ease giveth not the heart's desire ,

An ideal picture , I draw an omen of immortality , I cast . *** Notwithstanding that , hidden from myself selfless I am ; and of wine repenting like Hafiz I am ,

In the assembly of souls , sometimes a cup I cast . ***