Fal Hafez

Poem Number 387

The Shah of those box - tree o...

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The Shah of those box - tree of stature , Khusrau of those sweet of mouth ,

Who , with His eye - lash , the centre of an army all rank - shatterers , shattereth , *** Passed intoxicated and , on me , the darvfsh , a glance cast

And said 0 eye and lamp of those all sweet of speech *** Void of silver and of gold , thy purse how long will be

My slave , be and , of those all silver of body , the fruit enjoy *** Not less than an atom a mote art thou low , be not love , practise

So that , to the sun's chamber of privacy , whirling , thou mayst reach *** On the world , rely not in that goblet , wine thou hast

The pleasure of those Venus of forehead , and tender of body enjoy . *** Our Pir , the wine - measurer whose soul be happy

Said : The society of covenant - breakers , shun . *** In the morning , in the parterre of the red streaked tulips , to the breeze , I spake ,

Saying Martyrs for whom are these , all of bloody shrouds *** Into the hand , the Friend's skirt bring ; from the enemy break away

The man oi God , be by Ahriman , safely pass . *** He the breeze said Not informed of this mystery are we , I and thou ,

The tale of the ruby wine , and of those silver of chin , mention . ***

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